We As Americans
[Intro]There's an intruder.. in my houseHe cut my phone line.. can't dial outI scream for police.. but I doubtThey're gonna hear me.. when I shout
[Verse 1]A couple of cocktails'll send me to jailThere's a couple of cops hot on my trailBut this time, when I get pulled overThere's a Doberman Pinscher and a pitbull in the seatThese pigs'll get bit foolin with me, quit foolin with meBitch, you're gonna see, no pistol in the seatWhy it always gotta be an issue when you're me?And which you're gonna see in the long run, I'mma be the wrong oneYou wanna harass with this limo-tinted glassFlashin that flashlight on my ass, where was you atLast night when them assholes, ran up on my grass?Rapper slash actor, kiss the crack of my cracker slash assThey took away my right to bear armsWhat I'm 'posed to fight with bare palms?Yeah right, they comin with bombs, I'm comin with flare gunsWe as Americans
[Hook]We as a Americans, us as a citizenGotta protect ourselves, look at how shit has beenWe better check ourselves, livin up in these streetsThrough worse and through better health, survivin by any meansWe as Americans, us as a citizenWe are samaritans, what do we get us inWe better check ourselves, look at how shit has beenTake a look where you live, this is AmericaAnd we are Americans
[Verse 2]I make beaucoup bucks, wearin beaucoup vestsDrama hanging over my head like a voodoo hexI coulda been next to fly over the cuckoo's nestWith you know who, with an S tatooed to my chestBut I've finessed it, now I've got the industry pissyEver since me and Dre split it fifty-fifty on 50It's funny, we got a buzz spreadin quickerThan makin paper airplanes out of a twenty, fuck money!I don't rap for dead presidents; I'd rather see the President *dead*It's never been said, but I set precedentsAnd the standards and they can't stand itMy name shoulda been bastard, the shit shoulda been plasteredOn my forehead with a stamp, I shoulda been blastedI shoulda been had a cap put in my assBut I'm too swift and fast for that, I'm past itI'm too old to go and cruise Gratiot, fuck that shitI done seen how fast this rap shitCan turn into some pap-pap shit, that quick, snap clickBut this time they got fuckin auto-ma-ticAin't no one gon' test this mon, clack-click!
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[Eminem](sshhhhh)I got a secret if you can keep it between usI tuck two nina's under my jeans either side of my penisUnder my longjohns, under my Sean JohnsWhen runnin with the long arm of the law I'm long goneI'mma do five years, no less than that, no questions askedSo it might be a good idea to stop right hereAnd quit while I'm ahead, already in the redAlready got a steady infrared meant for my headA target on my back, bigger problems than thatBin Laden on my ass, he probably gon' send a taskI ain't gon' even ask, they ain't gon' let me packThey ain't gon' gimme my semi but I got my mac back
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