Power to the people

We got more crack in the ghetto than makin' grow in Columbia

Put this %#@! right in front of ya (Yup! This is America)
We've got more guns than the hall than soldiers out on the line
See hustlers out on their grind (I can get rich in America)

And we all just tryna make it all around the world
But don't you never mistake (ain't no place like America)
And your pride gets hard to swallow when everything controlled by that almighty dollar

(We don't fear God in America)

Ok the sun rise from the east, the west smoke by the piece

The crime rate in my city still rising like niss
My young homie said $#&@ school and hit the block
I tried to tell him be thankful for the %#@! you got

Cuz ain't nobody gon do nothing for you (nah)
They gave the ghetto dope to hang ourselves then kick the bucket for you
Still throwin' rocks at the pen from the dope spot

My home boy just got out and locked up again
Cuz ain't no dissup (not at all)
Speaking frankly, it's all about the Benjamins

More chiefs than Indians
That's why I just be playin' my part part
Keep doing my thing thing

My phone like a telefine, it's always gon ring ring
My hands cash register, they always go ching ching
Call me Joe Blow cuz I'm smokin' that lean green

Gotta stay high to deal with all these characters
Cash rules everything all over America


We got more crack in the ghetto than makin' grow in Columbia
Put this %#@! right in front of ya (Yup! This is America)
We've got more guns than the hall than soldiers out on the line

See hustlers out on their grind (I can get rich in America)
And we all just tryna make it all around the world
But don't you never mistake (ain't no place like America)

And your pride gets hard to swallow when everything controlled by that almighty dollar
(We don't fear God in America)


Nah ^!$$%, we tryin' to ball ^!$$%
Well it's ejectin' into getting my hot winner
From a nobody ^!$$% to top tenner

To (*##$es give you the head, just hopin' that I remember
Obama lied, ain't see %#@! changed
The cocaine came, with no shame we does our thing

My gang go bang, this block we're the same
Our block be the same, I might just get rid of that rage
And cup me a plane, I'm ghetto fabulous

Not corporate but ^!$$% rich
Jesus Christ can't believe this %#@!
The pistol on me make me feel great

Your mad murk can make you feel hate
Murder squad, get your sale first
God couldn't help me with the bills I paid

So I'm still in the collection play
Pray to him and get the answer late
On my knees, just tired of trying to get his attention

So $#&@ it, I'm back to this %#@!

We got more crack in the ghetto than makin' grow in Columbia

Put this %#@! right in front of ya (Yup! This is America)
We've got more guns than the hall than soldiers out on the line
See hustlers out on their grind (I can get rich in America)

And we all just tryna make it all around the world
But don't you never mistake (ain't no place like America)
And your pride gets hard to swallow when everything controlled by that almighty dollar

(We don't fear God in America)

Everybody on welfare, nobody got health care

The war going on right here
The president well aware
Come to your city but we'll visit the ghetto there

We in our own world from California to Delaware
The black mafia
Yea, the hood be arrangin' how the prices be inflated on the goods we exchangin'

Ain't got the damn
To be a doctor was my earlier plan
Still experience let me know I had the world in my hands
Now I got so many girls in my pants
Don't know if they're reaching for me or the Jacksons and Grants

I see my fans, they all hoppin' the aks
Young Bo, will you go put the game back in a trance?
I'm like I'm on it I'm on it
You see how I be doing it
I feel it then I record it

Sound the same when I perform it
To tell the truth, the crack game was never borer
Let them be the best memories we talk about tourin'
Gie