Eminem - White America - Lyrics - HD Chords

[C#] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [G#] We love you
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
never would have dreamed in a million years
[C#m] I see so many motherfucking [C#] people who feel like me who share the same views and the same exact belief
[C#m] It's like a fucking army [C#] marching in back of me
So many lives I've taught, so much anger aimed in no particular direction
Just sprays and sprays and straight through the radio waves it plays and plays
[C#m] Good days stuck in your head [C#] for days and days
Who would have thought standing in despair bleaching my hair with some peroxide
Reaching for a t-shirt to wear and I would catapult to the forefront of rap like them
How could I predict my words would have [G#] an impact like [C#] them?
I must have struck a chord with somebody up in the [C#m] office
Cause Congress keeps telling me I ain't [C#] causing nothing but problems
And now they're saying I'm in trouble with the government
[C#m] I'm loving it, I've stumbled shit all my life [C#] and now I'm jumping in on
White America!
I could be one of your kids
White [C#m] America!
Look, Eric looks just [C#] like this
White America!
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get
White America!
I could be one of your kids
[C#m] White America!
Look, Eric looks just like [C#] this
White America!
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get
Look at these eyes, baby [D#] blue, baby [C#] just like yourself
If they were brown, shady blue, shady sits on the shelf
But shady's cute, shady moves, shady's dimples would help
Make ladies fool, baby, look at my stare
Let's do the math, if I [G#] was black, I would have sold [C#] half
I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School in no bag
So fuck school, I'm too [C#m] cool to go back
Give me the mic, show me [G#] where the fucking [C#] studios at
When I was underground, [G#m] no one gave a fuck I was white
No labels wanted to sign, we almost gave up, I was right
Fuck it until I met Trent, [G#] the only one who looked past
[C#] Gave me a chance and I lit [G#] a fire up under his ass
[C#] Helped him get back to the top, [F] every fan black that I got
Was probably [C#] his in exchange for every white fan that he's got
Like damn, we just watched him sitting back looking his shit wild
I'm like my skin is just starting to work to my benefit
Now, it's WHITE AMERICA
I could be one of your kids [C#m] WHITE AMERICA
Lil' Erik looks just like [C#] this WHITE AMERICA
Erika loves my shit, I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get WHITE AMERICA
I could be one of your kids [C#m] WHITE AMERICA
Lil' Erik looks just [C#] like this WHITE AMERICA
Erika loves my shit, I go to [C#m] TRL
Look how many hugs I get
[C#] See the problem is, I speak as suburban kid
Who otherwise woulda never knew these words exist
Cause moms probably woulda never [G#] gave you spurts of pit
Till [C#m] I created so much [C#] motherfuckin' turbulence
Straight out the tube right into your living rooms
I came and [C#m] kicked slip
When they knew I [C#] was produced by Dre
That's all it took
And they were [C#m] instantly hooked right in
And they connected with me too because I look like them
That's why it's when my lyrics flop [G#] under this [C#] microscope
Searchin' for the fine tune, home, it's like it's broke
Waitin' to choke, flattenin' around my [C#m] throat
Watchin' me while I write like I [C#] don't like it, no
All I hear is lyrics, lyrics, constant [G#] controversy
Spun up, working [C#] round the clock to try to stop my constant thirst
It's dirty if I post ever a [G#] problem in Harlem
Only important after [C#m] Republican fathers have [C#] daughters starting to block them
Now I'm catchin' the flag when these activists when they [C#m] raggin'
Actin' like I'm the first rabble to smack
[Cm] I can't just say [C#] faggot, shit
Just look [G#] at me like I'm your closest [C#] pal
I'm postage out, come on the fuckin' spokesman now
For white America
I could be one of your kids White [C#m] America
Little Eric looks just like [C#] this White America
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get White America
I could be one of your kids White [C#m] America
Little Eric looks just like [C#] this White America
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL, look how many hugs I get
So do the [G#] parents of a [E] man that's damaged
I ain't this little Eric [C#] or character
Ringleader [G#m] of this circus
In this [C#] woods
Sent to lead the march
After the deaths of Congress [G#] and pitiful laws of the [C#m] White House
To burn [E] a county replacement with a [C#] parental advisory sticker
Faces of this democracy of hypocrisy
Fuck you, Miss Cheney
[G#m] Fuck you, Liverpool
[E] Fuck you with the [C#] brains of species divided state
Your embarrassment will allow
[E] _ _ [N] _ Uh-uh Uh-uh
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