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28.05.2009    Eminem - White America (Íå â³äîìî)

Êîììåíòàðèé: The Eminem Show (2002)
		White America

Prelude:	Am
		America! We love you! How many people are proud to be
		F
		citizens of this beautiful country of ours? The stripes and the stars for the rights
		that men have died for to protect/The women and men who have broke their necks for 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...

Verse 1:	I never would? ve dreamed in a million years I? d see, so many
		motherfuckin? people who
		feel like me/who share the same views and the same exact beliefs, it? s like a
		fuckin?
		army marchin? in back of me/So many lives I touch, so much anger aimed in no
		particular
		direction, just sprays and sprays and straight through your radio waves it plays and
		plays, till it stays stuck in your head for days and days/who woulda thought, standing
		in this mirror bleachin? my hair, with some peroxide, reachin for a t-shirt to
		wear/that
		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,
		cuz
		Congress keeps telling 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 shit all
		my life/and now
		I? m dumping it on...

Chorus:		 } X2
		White America!
		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 many hugs I get

Verse 2:	Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself, if they were brown Shady lose,
		Shady sits on the shelf/but Shady? s cute, Shady knew Shady? s dimples would
		help, make
		ladies swoon baby, ooh baby! Look at my sales/Lets do the math, If I was black I
		would? ve sold half, I ain? t have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know
		that/but I
		could rap, so fuck school, I? m too cool to go back, gimme the mic, show me where
		the
		fuckin? studio? s at/When I was underground, no one gave a fuck I was white,
		no labels
		wanted to sign me almost gave up, I was like/Fuck it, until I met Dre, the only one to
		look past, gave me a chance, and I lit a fire up under his ass/helped him get back to
		the top, every fan black that I got was probably his in exchange for every white fan
		that he? s got/Like damn, we just swapped. Sittin? back lookin? at shit,
		wow, I? m like my
		skin is it starting to work to my benefit now?

		Chorus } X2

Verse 3:	See the problem is I speak to suburban kids who otherwise would of never knew these words
		exist/whose moms probably woulda never gave two squirts of piss, till I created so much
		motherfuckin? turbulence/straight out 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 they
		were
		instantly hooked right in, and they connected with me too because I looked like
		them/that? s why they put my lyrics up under this microscope, searchin? with a
		fine tooth
		comb, its like this rope/waitin? to choke, tightening around my throat, watching me
		while I write this, like I don? t like this (Nope)/All I hear is: lyrics, lyrics,
		constant controversy, sponsors working round the clock, to try to stop my concerts
		early/surely hip hop was never a problem in Harlem only in Boston, after it bothered the
		fathers of daughters starting to blossom/so now I? m catchin? the flack from
		these
		activists when 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 pal, the posterchild, the mother
		fuckin? spokesman now for...

		Chorus } X2

Verse 4:	So to the parents of America/I am the derringer aimed at little Erica, to attack her
		character/The ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns/Sent to lead the march
		right up to the steps of Congress/And piss on the lawns of the White House and replace
		it with a Parental Advisory sticker/To spit liquor in the faces of in this democracy
		of hypocrisy/Fuck you Ms. Cheney! Fuck you Tipper Gore! Fuck you with the freest of
		speech this divided states of embarassment will allow me to have, Fuck you! I? m
		just
		kiddin? America, you know I love you...
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