| I’m from the south before they cleaned it up
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| When it was dirty and freaky and it belonged to us
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| Now niggas think it’s too easy to get along with us
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| And them fuckin' housewives make me sick to my stomach
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| But I digress (but I digress)
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| No need to throw shade
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| You niggas different the same
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| But you claimed it anyway
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| I’m just trying to fight the claims
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| That the doctor off’d his brian
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| But it’s kind of hard to prove my point with Xanax in my veins
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| Now turn the fuckin' thermostat
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| Up to burning temper-at-tures
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| So pure, probably make your fuckin' skin react
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| Hit it from the back
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| And make her hair turn from blonde to black
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| To gray
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| It’s okay
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| There’s a cure for that quick!
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| Put your hand over your heart and take off your hat
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| For the nation that locked up your dad
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| They slaughtered all your cousins
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| Sent your Uncles to Iraq
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| But turn on BET and forget about your past
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| Nothings on time, everything is on schedule
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| Welcome to America bitch (bitch)
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| And it goes: One for the money, 99 for the Hungry
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| Welcome to America bitch (bitch)
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| Now isn’t it ironic how everyone’s iconic HaHaHa
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| Welcome to America bitch (bitch)
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| Now leave me yo' coat at the door while you invade my home
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| Welcome to America bitch (bitch)
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| While you was in the 90's
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| I was traveling
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| Probably doing 3010
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| Through the atmosphere find me
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| Stroker better then a feather pen writing Chinese
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| I mean mandarin. |
| Can’t be no ignorant man, try me
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| Traffic, traffic. |
| Looking for some black chicks
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| Characters like ID, with them freaky accents
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| Asked her what is happening? |
| Laughing then, it’s Aspen?
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| Acting like a nigga who ain’t never had shit
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| You ain’t never had shit
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| You gon' act an ass then
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| Throw some shit across the room
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| Stand up
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| She do splits
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| Dreams of writing mad shit
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| Put it in the cap then
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| Bury him and then dip
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| Grew a little bit since
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| I’m concerned I’m out chea whil’ing
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| Cause I be with my niggas like my name was Jimmy Fallon
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| We just out here money piling
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| And joan on the nigga who be out here getting styling
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| And dome on a nigga like we out here for the Falcons
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| Y’all done came with it
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| But I done came out it
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| And robbed the whole county
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| Motherfucker we the
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| Started out tragic
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| Now we ratpackin, pockets laughing from the grave
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| Now we Bernie Mac’in |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Apophis (Welcome to America), artist - EarthGang. Album song Shallow Graves For Toys, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп