AMERICA! We love you! How many people are proud to be 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 For so it's told I never would have dreamed in a million years I'd see So many motherfucking people who feel like me Who share the same views and the same exact beliefs It's like a fucking army marching in back of me So many lives I touched, so much anger aimed In no particular direction, just sprays and sprays Straight through your radio waves, it plays and plays So it stays stuck in your head for days and days Who would have thought, standing in despair, bleaching my hair with some peroxide Reaching for a t-shirt to wear that I would catapult to the forefront of frack like this How could I predict my words would have an impact like this? I must have struck a chord with somebody up in the office Cause congress keeps telling me I ain't causing nothing but problems And now they're saying I'm in trouble with the government I'm loving it, I shoveled shit all my life And now I'm dumping it on 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 TRM, look how many hugs I get 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 TRM, look how many hugs I get Look at these eyes, baby boo, baby just like yourself If they were brown, shady loose, shady sits on this shelf But shady's cute, shady news, shady's dimples would help Make ladies swoon, baby, look at myself Let's do the math, if I was black, I would've sold half I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School and all that But I could rap, so fuck school, I'm too cool to go back Give me the mic, show me where the fucking studios at When I was underground, no one gave a fuck I was white No neighbors wanted to sign me, almost gave up I was like Fuck it until I met Dre, the only one who looked past Gave me a chance and I lit a fire up under his hat Helped him get back to the top, every fan black that I got Was probably his in exchange for every white man that he's got Like damn, we just swapped, sitting back looking at shit, wow I'm like my skin is just starting to work to my benefit now It's 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 TRM, look how many hugs I get 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 TRM, look how many hugs I get See the problem is I speak to suburban kids Who otherwise would've never knew these words exist Whose moms probably would've never gave two spurts of piss Till I created so much motherfucking turbulence Straight out the tube right into your living rooms 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 look like them That's why they put my lyrics up under this microscope Searching with a fine tooth comb It's like this rope waiting to choke Tying it around my throat Watching me while I write this like I don't like this, no All I hear is lyrics, lyrics, constant controversy Sponsors working round the clock to try to stop my content's early journey Hip hop is never a problem in Harlem, only in Boston After it bothered your fathers, I've got it starting to blossom So now I'm catching the flack from these activists when they ragging Acting like I'm the first rapper to smack a bitch or say faggot shit This looking mean like I'm your closest pal, a postage out Who motherfucking spokesman now for WHITE AMERICA! I could be one of your kids WHITE AMERICA! Look, Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA! Erica loves my shit, I go to TRM, look how many hugs I get WHITE AMERICA! I could be one of your kids WHITE AMERICA! Look, Eric looks just like this WHITE AMERICA! Erica loves my shit, I go to TRM, look how many hugs I get So to the parents of America I am the damager 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 To burn the mask and replace it with a parental advisory sticker To spit liquor in the face of this democracy of hypocrisy Fuck you, Ms. Cheney Fuck you, Tipper Gore Fuck you with the freest of speech This divided state of embarrassment will allow me to have Fuck you Oh I'm just playing, America You know I love you