the O V A And the rest is F L Y Ya see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix And these reasons I'll tell ya why Ya see I'm six foot one and I'm
how young black guys are targeted Targeted by who? America You see 1 in every 100 Americans are locked up One in every 9 black Americans are locked up And see
where we all could do (All could do) Something that your momma wouldn't approve (Wouldn't approve) Make ya get down (Show me what's good) Let me see how
'Cause getting his is what he was about Ever since his birth, he was a nuisance to humanity I wish he died instead of mom. Maybe then I'd love family
from New York to California Got blocks locked down Like, "dog you safe whenever you with me, see this is my town" So the youngsters, grows in ghettos, goes
and on and on it goes The world it just keeps spinning Until I'm dizzy, time to breathe So close my eyes and start again anew I wanna see through all
's how it goes in everyday America A little town and a great big light Oh, everybody's dreamin' big Oh, but everybody's just gettin' by That's how it goes
get a real playa hatin' 'em Honey Love goes platinum and y'all ass come around But y'all don't wanna raise the roof Until my shit is going down Repeat 1 (With you) How
I spit Criticized, cause I'm takin' the dares And now you're tryin' to tell another brother what to wear? Come off that tip, you know how it goes Another
gots to be a nigga, that's how I pay the bills And I'ma do that whether I got to sling this coke or exploit these rhyme skills See America makes you an
the fire that needs the air} {I won't burn unless you're there, you're there} You know, it's real shit, feel this! America got a thing for this gangsta shit, they love
,I need you to hate So I can use you for your energy you know, its real shit, feel this! [Verse 1] America's got a thing for this gangsta's shit, they love
to administer the indoor sucker punch toward its pitiful condition {C-Rayz Walz} With no alibi love is used as a guide by the civilized Some see it
ecstasy They made me do ecstasy, ha ha ha} {Here's what we had to say at press time Welcome to America, ha ha ha My peoples my peoples, welcome to America
my way to Jesus you wait and see. Said one cowboy to another, "I think it would be nice, if we could take these injuns and convert them all to Christ; See
a brand new rhyme Because they say that lyricals never cease I created a devastated masterpiece I'm gonna rock the mic 'til you can't resist EVERYBODY! I said it goes like this See
't know how it feels (To see us go to war) (And see the people free for no more) They don't know what it feels (To be a black man in America) (And feel