Dear america Song Lyrics
Dear america by Shyne Dear America,
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