Dear America
I'm only what you made me
Young, black and f*ckin' crazy
Please save me
I'm dyin' inside
Can't you see it in my eyes?
I'm hopeless, fearless on the outside
Gun on my side
Shit, maybe if y'all niggas build schools instead of prison
I'll stop livin' the way I'm livin', probably not
I'm so used to servin' rocks and burnin' blocks
I ain't never gonna stop
Been doin' this shit all my life
I'm a lost cause
And what about the rest?
Don't them suckers deserve a chance?
Somethin' better than a shoot-outs, liquor stores and food stamps?
Maybe if y'all teach them niggas a craft an' a trade
They wouldn't have to play that corner
Why'know what I mean? Servin' that yay
America, you got a f*ckin' problem
An' I ain't never goin' away
There's about 20 million other muthaf*ckers just like me
Preparations is through, y'all gonna pay
Shyne - Dear America (Intro) Lyrics
Shyne - Dear America (Intro) Lyrics
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Dear America
I'm only what you made me
Young, black and f*ckin' crazy
Please save me
I'm dyin' inside
Can't you see it in my eyes?
I'm hopeless, fearless on the outside
Gun on my side
Shit, maybe if y'all niggas build schools instead of prison
I'll stop livin' the way I'm livin', probably not
I'm so used to servin' rocks and burnin' blocks
I ain't never gonna stop
Been doin' this shit all my life
I'm a lost cause
And what about the rest?
Don't them suckers deserve a chance?
Somethin' better than a shoot-outs, liquor stores and food stamps?
Maybe if y'all teach them niggas a craft an' a trade
They wouldn't have to play that corner
Why'know what I mean? Servin' that yay
America, you got a f*ckin' problem
An' I ain't never goin' away
There's about 20 million other muthaf*ckers just like me
Preparations is through, y'all gonna pay
I'm only what you made me
Young, black and f*ckin' crazy
Please save me
I'm dyin' inside
Can't you see it in my eyes?
I'm hopeless, fearless on the outside
Gun on my side
Shit, maybe if y'all niggas build schools instead of prison
I'll stop livin' the way I'm livin', probably not
I'm so used to servin' rocks and burnin' blocks
I ain't never gonna stop
Been doin' this shit all my life
I'm a lost cause
And what about the rest?
Don't them suckers deserve a chance?
Somethin' better than a shoot-outs, liquor stores and food stamps?
Maybe if y'all teach them niggas a craft an' a trade
They wouldn't have to play that corner
Why'know what I mean? Servin' that yay
America, you got a f*ckin' problem
An' I ain't never goin' away
There's about 20 million other muthaf*ckers just like me
Preparations is through, y'all gonna pay
Writer: JAMAAL BARROW
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing