White America Lyrics – Eminem

Eminem, a virtually unknown rapper, rocketed to fame with his debut album The Slim Shady LP. And while his talent cannot be denied, his success brought with it a vicious assault against him – some from the highest levels of the American government through the song "White America".

Song Name :	White America
Album / Movie :	The Eminem Show
Singer :	Eminem
Music Label :	Shady, ‎Aftermath‎, ‎Interscope
Cast :	Eminem

America, hahahaWe love youHow many people are proud to be citizensOf this beautiful country of ours, the stripes and the starsFor the rights that men have died for to protectThe women and men who have broke their necksFor the freedom of speech the United States Government has sworn to uphold(Yo, I want everybody to listen to the words of this song)Or so we’re told

I never would’ve dreamed in a million years I’d seeSo many motherfuckin’ people who feel like meWho share the same views and the same exact beliefsIt’s like a fuckin’ army marchin’ in back of meSo many lives I touch, so much anger aimedIn no particular direction, just sprays and spraysAnd straight through your radio waves, it plays and plays‘Til it stays stuck in your head for days and daysWho woulda thought, standing in this mirror bleachin’ my hairWith some peroxide, reachin’ for a t-shirt to wearThat I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this?How could I predict my words would have an impact like this?I must’ve struck a chord, with somebody up in the office‘Cause Congress keeps telling me I ain’t causin’ nothin’ but problemsAnd now they’re sayin’ I’m in trouble with the governmentI’m lovin’ it, I shoveled shit all my life, and now I’m dumping it on

White AmericaI could be one of your kidsWhite AmericaLittle Eric looks just like thisWhite AmericaErica loves my shitI go to TRL, look how many hugs I get (yeah)White AmericaI could be one of your kidsWhite AmericaLittle Eric looks just like thisWhite AmericaErica loves my shitI go to TRL, look how many hugs I get

Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby, just like yourselfIf they were brown, Shady lose, Shady sits on the shelfBut Shady’s cute, Shady knew Shady’s dimples would helpMake ladies swoon, baby (ooh baby), look at myselfLet’s do the math, if I was black, I would’ve sold halfI ain’t have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know thatBut I can rap, so fuck school, I’m too cool to go backGive the mic, show me where the fuckin’ studios atWhen I was underground, no one gave a fuck I was whiteNo labels wanted to sign me, almost gave up, I was like “Fuck it”Until I met Dre, the only one who looked pastGave me a chance and I lit a fire up under his assHelped him get back to the top, every fan black that I gotWas probably his in exchange for every white fan that he’s gotLike damn, we just swapped, sittin’ back lookin’ at shit, wowI’m like, “My skin, is it startin’ to work to my benefit now?”

See the problem is I speak to suburban kidsWho otherwise would’ve never knew these words existWhose mom’s probably woulda never gave two squirts of piss‘Til I created so much motherfuckin’ turbulenceStraight out the tube, right into your livin’ rooms I cameAnd kids flipped when they knew I was produced by DreThat’s all it took and they were instantly hooked right inAnd they connected with me too because I looked like themThat’s why they put my lyrics up under this microscopeSearchin’ with a fine toothed comb, it’s like this ropeWaitin’ to choke, tightenin’ around my throatWatchin’ me while I write this like, “I don’t like this, no”All I hear is, lyrics, lyrics, constant controversySponsors workin’ ’round the clock to try to stop my concerts earlySurely hip hop is never a problem in Harlem, only in BostonAfter it bothered your fathers of daughters startin’ to blossomNow I’m catchin’ the flack from these activists when they raggin’Actin’ like I’m the first rapper to smack a bitch and say fagot, shitJust look at me like I’m your closest pal, a poster childThe motherfuckin’ spokesman now for

So to the parents of AmericaI am the Derringer aimed at little EricaTo attack her characterThe ring leader of the circus of worthless pawnsSent to lead the march right up to the steps of CongressAnd piss on the lawns of the White HouseTo burn the galf and replace it with a parental advisory stickerTo spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hypocrisyFuck you, Ms. CheneyFuck you, Tipper GoreFuck you with the freest of speech this divided states of embarrassment will allow me to haveFuck you

OhHahahaI’m just playin’ America, you know I love you

White America Lyrics – Eminem

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