America (Edited))

Yeah (yeah)
It's like wakin' up (wakin' up)
From a bad dream (dream)
(America)
Just to figure out (figure out)
You wasn't dreamin' in the first place (first place) (na-a-ah)

If all I saw was gangsters comin' up as a youngster
And money, the only language I clung to
Claim to, I mold myself up to become one
Ain't ya happy I chose rap? I'm a monster
Streets deceiving, they can't believe my achievements
Cultural strata persona's that of a non-needer
Because I don't need another, except for Prada Beaver
For cold winters tattoos, got my summer's sleeveless (ooh)

To my Gs on the flee from the coppers (coppers)
Stiff bodies on freeze in funeral parlors (parlors)
From the slums, I come up a phoenix caked up
Tryna take what I'm eatin' came up a dismissive kid
You lucky if you allowed to witness this savvy mouth
Wild, hardly a man's man who woulda knew
The beach houses and wild parties
Jezebel's and Stella McCartney's

For years all that how could I not be dead? (Ooh-ooh)
This old German said I was a thug with a knotty head
Looked at my Benz and called that a Nazi sled
With a face like he wonder where I got my bread
Probably all these stones he see, from my shows overseas
From crime to rhyme, my stories is-, I'm from the home of the thieves

America (America), pay attention
Wake up (America), this is not what you think it is
America (America), pay attention
This is not what you think it is (what you think it is)

Blessed, the Lord is a G, He gotta be (hmm)
Who's the god of suckers and snitches? The economy
Lipstick from Marilyn Monroe blew a death kiss to Fidel Castro
He'd want me to spit this, only the strong survive
Nas bear witness, the hypocrisy is all I can see
White cop acquitted for murder, black cop, cop a plea
That type of - make me stop and think

We in chronic need of a second look of the law books
And the whole race dichotomy
Too many rappers, athletes and actors
But not enough - in NASA
Who give you the latest dances, trends, and fashion?
But when it comes to residuals, they look past us
Woven into the fabric they can't stand us
Even in white tees, blue jeans and red bandanas (aah-ah)

America (America), pay attention
Wake up (America), this is not what you think it is
America (America), pay attention (oh-no-o)
This is not what you think it is (what you think it is)
America (America), America
This is not what you think it is

Assassinations, diplomatic relations
Killed indigenous people, built a new nation
Involuntary labor took a knife split a woman naval
Took her premature baby, let her man see you rape her (aah-ah)
If I could travel to the 1700's
I'd push a wheelbarrow full of dynamite through your covenant
Love to sit in on the senate and tell the whole government
Y'all don't treat women fair, she read about herself in the bible

Believing she the reason sin is here
You played her with an apron like bring me my dinner dear
She's the - here, ain't we in the free world?
Death penalty in Texas, kill young boys and girls
Barbarity, I'm in the double-R casually
Bugging how I made it out the hood, dazzle me
How far we really from third-world savagery
When the empire fall, imagine how crazy that'll be (aah-aah)

America (America, America)
America (America), America
(This is not what you think it is)
America (America)
(This is not what you think it is)
America



Credits
Writer(s): Mikkel Storleer Eriksen, Tor Erik Hermansen, Nasir Jones, Jamaal Anwar Sublett
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