Karaoké White America Eminem

America ha ha ha ha

We love you

How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours

The stripes and the stars for the rights that men have died for to protect

The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedom of speech

The United States government has sworn to uphold

Or so we're told

I never would have dreamed in a million years I'd see

So many motherfuckin' people who feel like me

Who share the same views and the same exact beliefs

It's like a fuckin' army marchin' in back of me

So many lives I've touched so much anger aimed in no particular direction just sprays and sprays

And straight through your radio waves it plays and plays 'till it stays stuck in your head for days and days

Who would've thought standing in this mirror bleachin' my hair with some peroxide reachin' for a t-shirt to wear

That I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this

How could I predict my words would have an impact like this

I must have struck a chord with somebody up in the office

'Cos congress keeps telling me I ain't causin' nuthin' but problems

And now they're sayin' I'm in trouble with the government

I'm lovin' it

I shoveled shit all my life and now I'm dumping it on

I could be one of your kids

Little Eric looks just like this

Erica loves my shit

I go to T-R-L look how many hugs I get

I could be one of your kids

Little Eric looks just like this

Erica loves my shit

I go to T-R-L look how many hugs I get

Look at these eyes baby blue baby just like yourself

If they were brown Shady lose

Shady sits on the shelf

But Shady's cute Shady knew

Shady's dimples would help make ladies swoon baby look at my sales

Let's do the math if I was black

I would have sold half

I ain't have to graduate from

Lincoln High School to know that

But I could rap so fuck school

I'm too cool to go back

Gimme the mic show me where the fuckin' studio's at

When I was underground no one gave a fuck I was white

No labels wanted to sign me almost gave up I was like

Fuck it until I met Dre the only one to look past

Gave me a chance

I lit a fire up under his ass

Helped him get back to the top every fan black that I got

Was probably his in exchange for every white fan that he's got

Like damn we just swapped sittin' back lookin' at shit wow

I'm like my skin is it starting to work to my benefit now it's

I could be one of your kids

Little Eric looks just like this

Erica loves my shit

I go to T-R-L look how many hugs I get

I could be one of your kids

Little Eric looks just like this

Erica loves my shit

I go to T-R-L look how many hugs I get

See the problem is

I speak to suburban kids

Who otherwise would have never knew these words exist

Whose moms probably wouldn't have never gave two squirts of piss 'till I created so much motherfuckin' turbulence

Straight out the tube right into your living rooms I came

And kids flipped when they knew I was produced by Dre

That's all it took and they were instantly hooked right in

And they connected with me too because I looked like them

That's why they put my lyrics up under this microscope

Searchin' with a fine tooth comb it's like this rope

Waitin' to choke tightening around my throat

Watching me while I write this like I don't like this nope

All I hear is lyrics lyrics constant controversy

Sponsors working 'round the clock to try to stop my concerts early

Surely hip-hop was never a problem in Harlem only in Boston

After it bothered the fathers of daughters starting to blossom

So now I'm catchin' the flack from these activists when they raggin'

Actin' like I'm the first rapper to smack a bitch and say faggot

Shit just look at me like

I'm your closest pal

The posterchild the motherfuckin' spokesman now for

I could be one of your kids

Little Eric looks just like this

Erica loves my shit

I go to T-R-L look how many hugs I get

I could be one of your kids

Little Eric looks just like this

Erica loves my shit

I go to T-R-L look how many hugs I get

So to the parents of America

I am the derringer aimed at little Erica to attack her character

The ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress

And piss on the lawns of the White House

To burn the casket and replace it with a parental advisory sticker

To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hypocrisy

Fuck you Ms. Cheney

Fuck you Tipper Gore

Fuck you with the freest of speech

The divided states of embarassment will allow me to have

Fuck you

Ha ha ha

I'm just playin' America

You know I love you