Welcome to America - Lecrae/J Rhodes/L. Griffin Jr.

I was made in America

Land of the free

Home of the brave

And right up under your nose

You might see a sex slave being traded

And we'll do anything for the money

Boy a mama 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

Yeah made in America

Mamma told me that I belong here

Had to earn our stripes

Had to learn all rights

Had to fight for a home here

But I wouldn't know a thing about that

All I know is *** and rap

I probably could have been some kinda doctor

Instead of holding 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 was a slave here

But I was made in America

So I don't know a thing about that

All I know is uncle sam looking for me

Working on his corner

So I know I gotta pay tax

Getting 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 muchawa

Welcome to America

Welcome to America

Welcome to America

Welcome to America

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 lost my life boy I lost my wife

I can't even get right in my home land

Cold sweats whole ticks paranoia

Looking out for a threat in own land

I was trained in America

How they get up in the planes in America

Flew them right into the 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 drilling 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 from America

Aye I was made in America

That's 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 hear about faiths

We bled for America

To keep y'all fed in America

But what's the point of talking

A lot of y'all don't really

Even care America

Welcome to America

Welcome to America

Welcome to America

Welcome to America

Welcome to America

I wish I lived in America

Wanna raise my kids in America

Heard everybody rich all

I gotta do is run jump kick

I'm a hit in your area

So please pick me America

I know you probably never loved 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 at a sweatshops

Making these shirts for y'all

Now I ain't gettin money

Go to bed hungry

But I make some exports for y'all

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 people got it made

Heard y'all don't play 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 here I come

I'm gone 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