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Dear america (intro) Lyrics by Shyne
Dear america (intro) by Shyne
I'm only what you made me, young, black, and f**kin' crazy
Please save me
I'm dyin' inside, can't you see it in my eyes?
I'm hopeless, and fearless on the outside, gun on my side
sh*t, Maby if yall niggas build schools instead of prison, maybe 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 sh*t all my life, I'm a lost cause,
And what about the rest? Don't them suckers deserve a chance? Somethin'
better then 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, know
what i mean? Servin' that yay
America, you got a f**kin' problem, an I ain't never goin' away
There's about 20 million other mutha f**kers just like me, preperattions is
through, y'all gonna pay