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 America, hahaha, we love you, how many people are proud to  citizens of this beautiful
 Country of ours, the stripes and the stars for the rights that men have died  to protect,
 The women and men who have  their neck's for the freedom of speech the United States
 Government has sworn  uphold, or
 (Yo', I want everybody to  to the words of this song) so we're told...
 
 I never would've dreamed in  million years I'd see,
  many motherfuckin' people who feel like me, who share the same views
 And the same exact beliefs, it's like a fuckin' army  in back of me, so many lives I
 Touch, so much anger  in no particular direction, just sprays and sprays, and straight
 Through your radio waves it plays and plays, 'till it stays  in your head for days and
  who would of thought, standing in this mirror bleachin' my hair, with some peroxide,
 Reaching for a t-shirt to wear, that I would catapult to  forefront of rap like this, how
 Could I predict my words would have an impact like this, I must've struck  chord, with somebody
 Up in the office, cause congress keeps  me I ain't causin' nuthin' but problems, and now
 They're sayin' I'm in trouble with the government, I'm lovin' it, I shoveled  all my life,
 And now I'm dumping  on...
 
 [Chorus]
 White  I could be one of your kids, white America, little Eric looks just like this,
 White America, Erica loves my shit, I go to TRL, look how  hugs I get, white America, I
 Could be one of your kids, white America,  Eric looks just like this, white America, Erica
 Loves my  I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get...
 
 Look  these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself, if they were brown, Shady lose, Shady
 Sits on the shelf,  Shady's cute, Shady knew, Shady's dimple's would help, make ladies swoon
 Baby, {ooh baby}, look at my sales, let's do the math, if I was black,  would've sold half, I
 Ain't have to graduate from Lincoln high school to know that,  I could rap, so fuck school,
 I'm too cool to go back, gimme the mic, show me where the fuckin' studio's  when I was
 Underground, no one gave a fuck I was white, no  wanted to sign me, almost gave up, I was
 Like, fuck it, until I met Dre, the only one to look past, gave  a chance, and I lit a fire up
 Under his ass,  him get back to the top, every fan black that I got, was probably his in
 Exchange for every white fan  he's got, like damn, we just swapped, sittin' back lookin' at
 Shit, wow,  like my skin is it starting to work to my benefit now, it's...
 
 [Chorus]
 
 See the problem is, I speak to suburban  who otherwise would of never knew these words
 Exist, whose mom's probably would of  gave two squirts of piss, 'till I created so much
 Motherfuckin' turbulence, straight  the tube, right into your living room I came, and kids
 Flipped when they knew I was produced by Dre, that's all it took, and  were instantly hooked
 Right in, and they connected with me too because I looked like them,  why they put my
 Lyrics up under this microscope, searchin' with a fine tooth comb, its like this  waitin'
 To choke, tightening around my throat, watching me while I write  like I don't like this,
 Nope, all I hear is, lyrics, lyrics,  controversy, sponsors working 'round the clock, to
 Try to stop my concerts early, surely hip-hop  never a problem in Harlem, only in Boston,
 After it bothered the fathers of daughters starting to blossom, so  I'm catchin' the flack
 From these activists  they raggin', actin' like I'm the first rapper to smack a bitch, or
 Say faggot, shit, just look at me like I'm your closest  the posterchild, the motherfuckin'
 Spokesman now for...
 
 [Chorus]
 
 So to the parents of America, I am the derringer aimed at little Erica,  attack her
 Character, the ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns, sent to  the march right up to
 The steps of congress,  piss on the lawns of the White House, to burn the casket and replace
 It with a parental advisory sticker, to  liquor in the faces of in this democracy of
 Hypocrisy, fuck you Ms. Cheney, fuck you Tipper Gore, fuck you with the freest of  this
 Divided  of embarrassment will allow me to have, fuck you, [vocal melody],
 He, hahaha, I'm just playin' America, you  I love you...