Welcome To America Songtext
von Lecrae
Welcome To America Songtext
Ladies and gentlemen
Good afternoon from the flight deck
We′re cruising at 37,000 ft and we just passed over the coast
We will be beginning our descent in about, uh, 30 minutes
I'd like to take this opportunity to welcome you to America
Ta na na na muchawa (yeah)
Ta na na na muchawa
Muchawa ta na na na
Muchawa ta na na na na
Uh, I was made in America land of the free, home of the brave
And right in front of your nose you might see a sex slave being traded
And we′ll do anything for the money
Boy, a momma might sell her babies
Sell porn, sell pills, anything to pay the bills
Anything to bring that paper
Gotta scratch that itch gotta scratch them ticks
Ain't rich but I might be
And I'mma shoot these flicks I′mma turn these tricks anything for a slight fee
Yea made in america
Momma told me that I belong here
Had to earn our stripes, had to learn our rights, had to fight for a home here
But I wouldn′t know a thing about that
All I know is drugs and rap
I probably could have been some kinda doctor
Instead of holdin' guns and crack
I was born in the mainland
Great-grandpa from a strange land
He was stripped away and given bricks to lay
I guess you could say he a slave here
But I was made in America
So I don′t know a thing about that
All I know is Uncle Sam lookin' for me working on his corner so I know I gotta pay tax
Gettin paid in America
I was raised in America
And this is all I ever known
If I′m wrong then you better come save me America
Ta na na na muchawa muchawa
Ta na na na muchawa muchawa
Ta na na na muchawa muchawa
Ta na na na muchawa-
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America
Man I'd die for America
I served my time for America
Got shot, shot back
Went to war, got back, and ain′t nobody give a jack in America
I could of lost my life, boy, I lost my wife
I can't even get right in my home land
Cold sweats, hold tecs, paranoia
Looking out for a threat in own land
I was trained in America
How they get up in the planes in America
Flew 'em right into buildings
Taking out civilians
People getting killed in America
And I′m still in America
Though America ain′t feeling me
I went to war for this country
Turn around came home and you drillin' me
When y′all free here saying you don't wanna be here
Well you probably couldn′t breathe here if I didn't load a couple magazines here
Y′all just complain in America
I'm jumping out of military planes for America
Aye I was made in America
Thats why I'm out here saving America
I got a brother in the cemetery now ′cause he wanted y′all safe
And everybody want the freedom but nobody want to here about face
We bled for America
To keep y'all fed in America
But whats the point of talking a lot of y′all don't really even care America
Ta na na na muchawa ta na na na
Ta na na na muchawa ta na na na
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Ta na na na muchawa ta na na na
Ta na na na muchawa ta na na na
Uh, I wish I lived in America
Wanna raise my kids in America
Heard everybody rich, all I gotta do is run, jump, kick
I′ma hit in your area
So please pick me America
I know you'll probably never love me
You never hear about me on the news
And you′ve probably never been to my country
I hear you selling education and got clothes that you throw away
Got plenty food in your nation
I can tell cause a lot of y'all are over weight
I already work for y'all
I′m in the sweatshops making these shirts for y′all
Nah, I ain't gettin money, go to bed hungry, but I make some exports for y′all
But y'all don′t know a thing about that
You was made in America
I'm trying to find me a ticket
Where the sky is the limit catch a plane to America
It should be plain to America
Y′all blessed and you got it made
Heard y'all don't pray no more, y′all ain′t saved no more
Y'all looking for another way
Well I hope it ain′t true
But I'm packing my suit
Farewell to my mother land
Said bye to my loved ones
Fate hear I come, I′m goin' to another land
I done made it to America
I′m amazed at America
But I couldn't get approval to stay so they sent me away from America
Good afternoon from the flight deck
We′re cruising at 37,000 ft and we just passed over the coast
We will be beginning our descent in about, uh, 30 minutes
I'd like to take this opportunity to welcome you to America
Ta na na na muchawa (yeah)
Ta na na na muchawa
Muchawa ta na na na
Muchawa ta na na na na
Uh, I was made in America land of the free, home of the brave
And right in front of your nose you might see a sex slave being traded
And we′ll do anything for the money
Boy, a momma might sell her babies
Sell porn, sell pills, anything to pay the bills
Anything to bring that paper
Gotta scratch that itch gotta scratch them ticks
Ain't rich but I might be
And I'mma shoot these flicks I′mma turn these tricks anything for a slight fee
Yea made in america
Momma told me that I belong here
Had to earn our stripes, had to learn our rights, had to fight for a home here
But I wouldn′t know a thing about that
All I know is drugs and rap
I probably could have been some kinda doctor
Instead of holdin' guns and crack
I was born in the mainland
Great-grandpa from a strange land
He was stripped away and given bricks to lay
I guess you could say he a slave here
But I was made in America
So I don′t know a thing about that
All I know is Uncle Sam lookin' for me working on his corner so I know I gotta pay tax
Gettin paid in America
I was raised in America
And this is all I ever known
If I′m wrong then you better come save me America
Ta na na na muchawa muchawa
Ta na na na muchawa muchawa
Ta na na na muchawa muchawa
Ta na na na muchawa-
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America
Man I'd die for America
I served my time for America
Got shot, shot back
Went to war, got back, and ain′t nobody give a jack in America
I could of lost my life, boy, I lost my wife
I can't even get right in my home land
Cold sweats, hold tecs, paranoia
Looking out for a threat in own land
I was trained in America
How they get up in the planes in America
Flew 'em right into buildings
Taking out civilians
People getting killed in America
And I′m still in America
Though America ain′t feeling me
I went to war for this country
Turn around came home and you drillin' me
When y′all free here saying you don't wanna be here
Well you probably couldn′t breathe here if I didn't load a couple magazines here
Y′all just complain in America
I'm jumping out of military planes for America
Aye I was made in America
Thats why I'm out here saving America
I got a brother in the cemetery now ′cause he wanted y′all safe
And everybody want the freedom but nobody want to here about face
We bled for America
To keep y'all fed in America
But whats the point of talking a lot of y′all don't really even care America
Ta na na na muchawa ta na na na
Ta na na na muchawa ta na na na
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Welcome to America (ta na na na muchawa ta na na na)
Ta na na na muchawa ta na na na
Ta na na na muchawa ta na na na
Uh, I wish I lived in America
Wanna raise my kids in America
Heard everybody rich, all I gotta do is run, jump, kick
I′ma hit in your area
So please pick me America
I know you'll probably never love me
You never hear about me on the news
And you′ve probably never been to my country
I hear you selling education and got clothes that you throw away
Got plenty food in your nation
I can tell cause a lot of y'all are over weight
I already work for y'all
I′m in the sweatshops making these shirts for y′all
Nah, I ain't gettin money, go to bed hungry, but I make some exports for y′all
But y'all don′t know a thing about that
You was made in America
I'm trying to find me a ticket
Where the sky is the limit catch a plane to America
It should be plain to America
Y′all blessed and you got it made
Heard y'all don't pray no more, y′all ain′t saved no more
Y'all looking for another way
Well I hope it ain′t true
But I'm packing my suit
Farewell to my mother land
Said bye to my loved ones
Fate hear I come, I′m goin' to another land
I done made it to America
I′m amazed at America
But I couldn't get approval to stay so they sent me away from America
Writer(s): Le Crae Moore, Larry Darnell Griffin Jr., Justin Rhodes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
