Dear America (Intro) — текст песни (Shyne)

Dear America,
I`m only what you made me, young, black, and fuckin` 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
Shit, 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 shit 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 fuckin` problem, an I ain`t never goin` away
There`s about 20 million other mutha fuckers just like me, preperattions is
through, y`all gonna pay