Welcome to America
Where you can dream, as long as you can breathe
You can be the muh´fuckin´ President of United States

And get murdered right on these streets
Welcome to America

[Black Thought]
The sins of the father my pop gave me to suffer
The friends I would follow was crack babies and hustlers
It´s steel sharpen steel in the block, made me a cutler
My pen is from the future like Octavia Butler (Welcome to America, oh)
My grandmother sutured a flag from bloody cotton
The fruits of her labor alas already rotten (Welcome to America, yeah, ayy)
My man said, "Yo, it´s crazy how fast that we´ve forgotten
That we used to pull boxes and plows like we were oxen

And cows", without an option, and now it´s this glorious
Victorious, story only pitched
For me to shut it down, they sold some of us down the rivers
It´s such a poor level of thought, I get the shivers
It´s insidious and it´s always been hideous
I had to tread water and run, be amphibious
They do you so dirty for one, yo what´s cleanliness?
They make you wanna let off a gun, until the emptiness like

Preach now lover, preach now lover
Got me runnin´, runnin´, runnin´, runnin´, runnin´
Welcome to America

[Black Thought]
Yo, I´m ill-fated and hated, I´m hella melanated
Blackness is my religion to that I´m dedicated (Welcome to America)
I follow the laws of nature by which I´m regulated
The universe my university, I´m educated
This one is for my very revolutionaries
After keeping it a hundred even though the truth is heavy
Who stand firmly and see their life is a journey
That either God or the gurney, my public defender burned me
So did the district attorney, in a turbulent trial
They told me that time is master, well I´m serving it now
Tell my family I´ll be making my return in a while

And every symbol of oppression, I´ll be burning it down

Welcome to America (Yeah)
Where you can dream, as long as you can breathe (Long as you breathe)
You can be the muh´fuckin´ President of United States (That´s right)
And get murdered right on these streets (Doo, doo)
Welcome to America
Land of the brave (Yeah) and home of the free (That´s bullshit, man)
You can be a saint or a sinner or a billionaire (Yeah)
Or just stand on your feet
Welcome to America (Keep on runnin´, runnin´)
America, oh Lord (Keep on runnin´, runnin´)

Welcome to America (Keep on runnin´, runnin´)
America, oh yeah

´Cause when it´s over, the world ain´t over (The world ain´t over)
What they say is what we´ll do (It´s what we gon´ do now)
We outpowered, still have power (Still got power)
And that´s what we cannot lose

Runnin´ in the shadows, got my eye on the sparrow
Tomorrow may not come, at least my soul felt this love
If I let you go, at least my soul felt this love
Hey now, hang now, hey now, hang now

[Black Thought]
Now, a Black soul never passes alone

If it´s blood spilled on the ancestor´s ashes and bone
From a pure heart, the Lord fashioned after His own
Went packaged and flown to the essence of his African throne
For every lost body, crossed, tarred, feathered, and tossed
It´s no way I could measure the course or ever exhaust
But whether it´s yours or mine, this American cloth
Has never been soft, while history was running its course
I ran hard from Jamestown with slaves, found Jesus
And found demons that never be charged with malfeasance

I sat through they revival, though I never found credence
I found that we had never know shit about freedom
I´ve been charged with treason and I´ve been scarred and freezing
And I´ve been called a nigga and then called a heathen
When hounds found me, they couldn´t even tell if I was breathing
In America where on black men, it´s open season