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We as Americans

Eminem

Encore

18

Rap

Tekst piosenki
[Intro] There's an intruder... in my house He cut my phone line... can't dial out I scream for police... but I doubt They're gonna hear me... when I shout [Verse 1] A couple of cocktails'll send me to jail There's a couple of cops hot on my trail But this time, when I get pulled over There's a Doberman Pinscher and a pitbull in the seat These pigs'll get bit foolin with me, quit foolin with me Bitch, you're gonna see, no pistol in the seat Why 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 one You wanna harass with this limo-tinted glass Flashin that flashlight on my ass, where was you at Last night when them assholes, ran up on my grass? Rapper slash actor, kiss the crack of my cracker slash ass They took away my right to bear arms What I'm 'posed to fight with bare palms? Yeah right, they comin with bombs, I'm comin with flare guns We as Americans [Hook] We as a Americans, us as a citizen Gotta protect ourselves, look at how shit has been We better check ourselves, livin up in these streets Through worse and through better health, survivin by any means We as Americans, us as a citizen We are samaritans, what do we get us in We better check ourselves, look at how shit has been Take a look where you live, this is America And we are Americans [Verse 2] I make beaucoup bucks, wearin beaucoup vests Drama hanging over my head like a voodoo hex I coulda been next to fly over the cuckoo's nest With you know who, with an S tatooed to my chest But I've finessed it, now I've got the industry pissy Ever since me and Dre split it fifty-fifty on 50 It's funny, we got a buzz spreadin quicker Than 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 precedents And the standards and they can't stand it My name shoulda been bastard, the shit shoulda been plastered On my forehead with a stamp, I shoulda been blasted I shoulda been had a cap put in my ass But I'm too swift and fast for that, I'm past it I'm too old to go and cruise Gratiot, fuck that shit I done seen how fast this rap shit Can turn into some pap-pap shit, that quick, snap click But this time they got fuckin auto-ma-tic Ain't no one gon' test this mon, clack-click! [Hook] [Eminem] (sshhhhh) I got a secret if you can keep it between us I tuck two nina's under my jeans either side of my penis Under my longjohns, under my Sean Johns When runnin with the long arm of the law I'm long gone I'mma do five years, no less than that, no questions asked So it might be a good idea to stop right here And quit while I'm ahead, already in the red Already got a steady infrared meant for my head A target on my back, bigger problems than that Bin Laden on my ass, he probably gon' send a task I ain't gon' even ask, they ain't gon' let me pack They ain't gon' gimme my semi but I got my mac back [Hook]
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