[00:00]Produced by ID Labs [00:02]Being here in America doesn't make you an American [00:07]Being born here in America doesn't make you an American [00:12]I see America through the eyes of the victim [00:17]I don't see any American dream, I see an American nigh****are [00:22]Power to the people [00:24][01:37][02:50]We got more crack in the ghetto than they could grow in Columbia [00:27][01:40][02:53]Put this *******t right in front of ya, this is America! [00:30][01:43][02:56]We got more guns in the hood than soldiers out on the line [00:33][01:46][02:59]See hustlers out on they grind, how you get rich in America [00:36][01:49][03:02]And we all just tryin' to make it, all around the world [00:39][01:52][03:05]For those who never mistake it, ain't no place like America [00:42][01:55][03:08]And your pride get hard to swallow when everything controlled [00:46][01:59][03:12]By that all mighty dollar, we don't fear God in America [00:49]Okay the sun rise from the east, the west marked by the beast [00:52]The crime rate in my city still risin' like yeast [00:55]My young homie said, "***** school" and hit the block [00:58]I try to tell him, "Be thankful for the *******t you got" [01:01]Cause ain't nobody gon' do nothin' for you [01:04]They gave the ghetto **** to hang ourselves then kick the bucket for you [01:07]Still throwin' rocks at the pen, full of **** spot [01:10]My homie just got out and locked up again [01:13]Cause ain't no discipline (Not at all) [01:14]Speakin' frankly, it's all about the Benjamins [01:17]More chiefs than Indians [01:18]That's why I just be playin' my part (my part) [01:20]Keep doin' my thing thing [01:22]My phone like a telethon, it always go ring ring [01:25]My hands cash registered, they always go ching ching [01:28]Call me Joe Blow, cause I'm smokin' that mean green [01:31]Gotta stay high to deal with all these characters [01:34]Cash rules everything all over America [02:02]Na *****, we tryin' to ball ***** [02:05]Bullets ejecting enter give him a hot winter [02:08]From a nobody ***** to top-tener [02:11]To *******es givin' head just hopin' that I remember [02:14]Obama lied, ain't see *******t changed [02:17]The ******* came, with no shame, we does our thing [02:19]My gang go bang, his blog be tHe same [02:22]Her block be the same [02:23]I just migHt get rid of tHat range and cop me a plane [02:26]I'm ghetto fabulous, not corporate but ***** rich [02:29]Jesus Christ can't believe tHis *******t [02:31]The pistol on me make me feel grave [02:34]Ya man murked could make you feel hate [02:36]A murder squad get the ? [02:39]God couldn't help me with the bills I pay [02:41]So I'm stealin' the collection plate [02:43]Prayed to him, guess he answered late [02:46]On my knees just tired of tryin' to get His attention [02:48]So ***** it, I'm back to *******in' [03:15]Everybody on welfare,nobody got healthcare [03:17]War goin' on right here, the president well aware [03:20]Come through your city, but won't visit the ghetto there [03:24]We in our own world from California to Delaware [03:27]The black market, yeah the hood be arrangin' [03:30]How the prices be inflatin' all the goods we exchangin' [03:33]To be doctor was my earlier plan [03:35]Til experience let me know I had the world in my hand [03:39]Now I got so many girls in my pants [03:42]Don't know if they reachin' for me, or the Jacksons and grams [03:45]I see my fans, they all happen to ask [03:48]Young Bo, when you gon' put the game back in the trance? [03:51]I'm like, "I'm on it, I'm on it" [03:53]You see how I be doin' it [03:54]I feel it then I record it, sound the same when I'm performing [03:57]To tell the truth, the crack game was never boring [04:00]Bet they'll be the best memories we talk about tourin'
[00:00]Produced by ID Labs [00:02]Being here in America doesn't make you an American [00:07]Being born here in America doesn't make you an American [00:12]I see America through the eyes of the victim [00:17]I don't see any American dream, I see an American nigh****are [00:22]Power to the people [00:24][01:37][02:50]We got more crack in the ghetto than they could grow in Columbia [00:27][01:40][02:53]Put this *******t right in front of ya, this is America! [00:30][01:43][02:56]We got more guns in the hood than soldiers out on the line [00:33][01:46][02:59]See hustlers out on they grind, how you get rich in America [00:36][01:49][03:02]And we all just tryin' to make it, all around the world [00:39][01:52][03:05]For those who never mistake it, ain't no place like America [00:42][01:55][03:08]And your pride get hard to swallow when everything controlled [00:46][01:59][03:12]By that all mighty dollar, we don't fear God in America [00:49]Okay the sun rise from the east, the west marked by the beast [00:52]The crime rate in my city still risin' like yeast [00:55]My young homie said, "***** school" and hit the block [00:58]I try to tell him, "Be thankful for the *******t you got" [01:01]Cause ain't nobody gon' do nothin' for you [01:04]They gave the ghetto **** to hang ourselves then kick the bucket for you [01:07]Still throwin' rocks at the pen, full of **** spot [01:10]My homie just got out and locked up again [01:13]Cause ain't no discipline (Not at all) [01:14]Speakin' frankly, it's all about the Benjamins [01:17]More chiefs than Indians [01:18]That's why I just be playin' my part (my part) [01:20]Keep doin' my thing thing [01:22]My phone like a telethon, it always go ring ring [01:25]My hands cash registered, they always go ching ching [01:28]Call me Joe Blow, cause I'm smokin' that mean green [01:31]Gotta stay high to deal with all these characters [01:34]Cash rules everything all over America [02:02]Na *****, we tryin' to ball ***** [02:05]Bullets ejecting enter give him a hot winter [02:08]From a nobody ***** to top-tener [02:11]To *******es givin' head just hopin' that I remember [02:14]Obama lied, ain't see *******t changed [02:17]The ******* came, with no shame, we does our thing [02:19]My gang go bang, his blog be tHe same [02:22]Her block be the same [02:23]I just migHt get rid of tHat range and cop me a plane [02:26]I'm ghetto fabulous, not corporate but ***** rich [02:29]Jesus Christ can't believe tHis *******t [02:31]The pistol on me make me feel grave [02:34]Ya man murked could make you feel hate [02:36]A murder squad get the ? [02:39]God couldn't help me with the bills I pay [02:41]So I'm stealin' the collection plate [02:43]Prayed to him, guess he answered late [02:46]On my knees just tired of tryin' to get His attention [02:48]So ***** it, I'm back to *******in' [03:15]Everybody on welfare,nobody got healthcare [03:17]War goin' on right here, the president well aware [03:20]Come through your city, but won't visit the ghetto there [03:24]We in our own world from California to Delaware [03:27]The black market, yeah the hood be arrangin' [03:30]How the prices be inflatin' all the goods we exchangin' [03:33]To be doctor was my earlier plan [03:35]Til experience let me know I had the world in my hand [03:39]Now I got so many girls in my pants [03:42]Don't know if they reachin' for me, or the Jacksons and grams [03:45]I see my fans, they all happen to ask [03:48]Young Bo, when you gon' put the game back in the trance? [03:51]I'm like, "I'm on it, I'm on it" [03:53]You see how I be doin' it [03:54]I feel it then I record it, sound the same when I'm performing [03:57]To tell the truth, the crack game was never boring [04:00]Bet they'll be the best memories we talk about tourin'
