My Country

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 its 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...]