(feat. Millenium Thug)
American born, American raised, American made


[Chorus 2X]
My country %#@!ted on me (My country)
She wants to get rid of me (Naw, never)

Cause the things I seen (We know too much)
Cause the things I seen (We seen too much)


[Verse 1 (Nas)]
It was packed on the Ryker's bus
The tight cuffs is holdin' me shackled

The life of a thug caught in the devil's lap
On the streets I was invincible
Cowards would duck at a glimpse if they knew

What my pistol would do, a $#&@in' killa
Mothers of dope fiend embarrassin' me
All in front of my friends

In the street smile with no teeth
I never knew daddy, heard he had a 72 caddy
Died in a robbery, can't remember him, was probably 3

Why didn't my folks just die in this society
Why wasn't I a child of a doctor, who left stocks for me
Two little brothers, two sisters, them shortiez gots to eat

Mother's a junkie, she twisted, so all they got is me
I'm the provider, with goals to do much better than my father
Whether through drugs sold, or holdin' revolvers

Blurry visions of dad holdin' me high
It comes to me slowly, the words he would cry


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[Verse 2 (Millenium Thug)]

It is I that step up
Me that don't give a $#&@, you that bold, then it's all over soldier
Hummers and Range's through the desert

$#&@ a 20 years, long as we got gas and we got water
Troopers lookin' for manslaughter
I gotta get back, for what they owe

Shoot'em in the back for the get back
Lead through %#@! bag, hold tie gag
Forget the life had, now we all rebels

Everything burnt down includin' the ghetto
We can see 4 miles the land its major rubble
And debris from the earth as we knew crumble

Yo you could see the sea
And the stars look closer to me
I'm a mad man, this is a real life movie Mad Max

S-K's, AK's max, ABR's spittin' and it ain't a rap
My mommy dearest pray for me hopin' I come back
But yo


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[Verse 3 (Nas + Millenium Thug)]
Yo, I'm sittin' behind these prison walls
I got this pen and pad wishin' on a visit, God

Brothers is here for homicide and yo, it's some for rape
Some brothers innocent, I pray that I could just escape
How is the war

And yo I'm wishin' I was in your shoes
Holdin' machine guns
Clean fun shootin' ducks with fatigues on

Anywhere is better than this
It's America's plan every color of man inherits the %#@!
Yo I'm startin to think it's all a scheme, nobody cares

I know the warden is readin' the scribe
[MT] But yo I swear, it's a billion dollar business
Courts, lawyers and jails

We all slaves in this business, I'm bout to rebel

[Verse 4 (Millenium Thug)]

There's not a (*##$ in sight
All block bench, all block gates
All gray fence, look who $#&@ed it all up, Mr. President

I remember yesterday we was on the block gettin' bent
Now it's state of the art
I just saw the first dude I met here, his head came apart
What a bloody mess, a slug fest
I just buried 8 of mine, at night I hear grown men cryin'

You know I'm spittin' mine
I ain't goin' out here, we gotta win
Everytime I hear the wind I think a slug went in
I'm checkin' my chest, holdin' my head
Catchin' my breath, watchin' my back

Smokin' this grass, beatin' my dick, thinkin' of $$#
I don't know what they broadcast, the news hash is fake
Everyday I'm feelin' like you, I wanna escape
And if y'all ^!$$%s feelin' like me, y'all ^!$$%s just say


[Repeat Chorus]

[Nas talking...]