Текст (слова) песни: Nas - My Country

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

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