Nas - My Country lyrics
American born, american raised, american made<br><br>[chorus 2x]<br>My country shitted on me (my country)<br>She wants to get rid of me (naw, never)<br>Cause the things I seen (we know too much)<br>Cause the things I seen (we seen too much)<br><br>[verse 1 (nas)]<br>It was packed on the ryker's bus<br>The tight cuffs is holdin' me shackled<br>The life of a thug caught in the devil's lap<br>On the streets I was invincible<br>Cowards would duck at a glimpse if they knew<br>What my pistol would do, a fuckin' killa<br>Mothers of dope fiend embarrassin' me<br>All in front of my friends<br>In the street smile with no teeth<br>I never knew daddy, heard he had a 72 caddy<br>Died in a robbery, can't remember him, was probably 3<br>Why didn't my folks just die in this society<br>Why wasn't I a child of a doctor, who left stocks for me<br>Two little brothers, two sisters, them shortiez gots to eat<br>Mother's a junkie, she twisted, so all they got is me<br>I'm the provider, with goals to do much better than my father<br>Whether through drugs sold, or holdin' revolvers<br>Blurry visions of dad holdin' me high<br>It comes to me slowly, the words he would cry<br><br>[repeat chorus]<br><br>[verse 2 (millenium thug)]<br>It is I that step up<br>Me that don't give a fuck, you that bold, then it's all over soldier<br>Hummers and range's through the desert<br>Fuck a 20 years, long as we got gas and we got water<br>Troopers lookin' for manslaughter<br>I gotta get back, for what they owe<br>Shoot'em in the back for the get back<br>Lead through shit bag, hold tie gag<br>Forget the life had, now we all rebels<br>Everything burnt down includin' the ghetto<br>We can see 4 miles the land it's major rubble<br>And debris from the earth as we knew crumble<br>Yo you could see the sea<br>And the stars look closer to me<br>I'm a mad man, this is a real life movie mad max<br>S-k's, ak's max, abr's spittin' and it ain't a rap<br>My mommy dearest pray for me hopin' I come back<br>But yo<br><br>[repeat chorus]<br><br>[verse 3 (nas + millenium thug)]<br>Yo, I'm sittin' behind these prison walls<br>I got this pen and pad wishin' on a visit, god<br>Brothers is here for homicide and yo, it's some for rape<br>Some brothers innocent, I pray that I could just escape<br>How is the war<br>And yo I'm wishin' I was in your shoes<br>Holdin' machine guns<br>Clean fun shootin' ducks with fatigues on<br>Anywhere is better than this<br>It's america's plan every color of man inherits the shit<br>Yo I'm startin to think it's all a scheme, nobody cares<br>I know the warden is readin' the scribe<br>[mt] but yo I swear, it's a billion dollar business<br>Courts, lawyers and jails<br>We all slaves in this business, I'm bout to rebel<br><br>[verse 4 (millenium thug)]<br>There's not a bitch in sight<br>All block bench, all block gates<br>All gray fence, look who fucked it all up, mr. president<br>I remember yesterday we was on the block gettin' bent<br>Now it's state of the art<br>I just saw the first dude I met here, his head came apart<br>What a bloody mess, a slug fest<br>I just buried 8 of mine, at night I hear grown men cryin'<br>You know I'm spittin' mine<br>I ain't goin' out here, we gotta win<br>Everytime I hear the wind I think a slug went in<br>I'm checkin' my chest, holdin' my head<br>Catchin' my breath, watchin' my back<br>Smokin' this grass, beatin' my dick, thinkin' of ass<br>I don't know what they broadcast, the news hash is fake<br>Everyday I'm feelin' like you, I wanna escape<br>And if y'all niggas feelin' like me, y'all niggas just say<br><br>[repeat chorus]<br><br>[nas talking...]
