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Lecrae

While there’s no sure route to carving out a significant presence in the music industry, there’s always something to be said for remaining true to one’s self. Since arriving on the scene with his 2004 debut Real Talk, Lecrae has been occupying two different yet not entirely opposing worlds: the sacred and the profane. Which is to say that his art, not unlike his life, has been as much about inspiring the streets, and about justice, freedom, and interrogating real-world issues, as it is about his personal journey of faith. His music has long served as a call to arms for those willing to sacrifice for a cause beyond themselves. Still, he won’t be boxed in to any genre or made to serve as a poster-child for any particular agenda. Following a host of celebrated … more »

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2014

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Ladies and gentlemen
Good afternoon from the flight deck
Were cruising at 37,000 feet and we just passed over the coast
We will be beginning our descent in about a 30 minutes
Like to take this opportunity to welcome you to America
Ta na na na muchawa
Ta na na na muchawa
Ta na na na muchawa ta na na na na

Uh
 I was made in America land of the free, home of the brave
Right up under your nose you might see a sex slave being traded
And will do anything for the money
Boy, a momma might sell her babies
Sell porn sell pills anything to pay the bills
Anything to bring that pay
Gotta scratch that itch gotta scratch them ticks
Ain’t rich but I might be
And I'mma shoot these flicks I'mma turn these tricks anything for a slight fee
Yea made in America
Momma told me that I belong here
Had to earn our stripes had to learn all rights had to fight for a home here
But I wouldn't know a thing about that
All I know is drugs and rap
I probably could have been some kinda doctor
Instead of holding guns and crack
I was born in the mainland
Great-grandpa from a strange land
He was stripped away and given bricks to lay
I guess you could say he a slave hand
But I was made in America
So I don’t know a thing about that
All I know is uncle Sam look-in for me working on his corner so I know I gotta pay tax
Gettin' paid in America
I was raised in America
And this is all I ever known
If I’m wrong then you better come save me America

Ta na na na muchawa muchawa
Ta na na na muchawa muchawa
Ta na na na muchawa muchawa
Ta na na na muchawa muchawa
Welcome to America
Welcome to America
Welcome to America
Welcome to America
Welcome to America

Man I’d die for America
I serve my time for America
Got shot shot back with the war
Got back and ain’t nobody give a jack in America
I could lost my life boy I lost my wife
I can’t even get right in my home land
Pulling sweats hold ticks paranoia
Looking out for a threat in own land
I was trained in America
How they get up in the planes in America
People running into buildings
Taking out them buildings
People getting killed in America
And I’m still in America
Though America ain’t feeling me
I went to war for this country
Turn around came home and you rid of me
When y’all free here saying you don’t wanna be here
Well you probably couldn't breathe here if I didn’t load a couple magazines here
Y’all just complain in America
I’m jumping out of military planes for America
Aye I was made in America
That's why I’m out here saving America
I got a brother in the cemetery now
Cause he wanted y’all safe
And everybody want the freedom but nobody want to hear about-face
We bled for America
To keep y’all fed in America
But whats the point of talking a lot of y’all don’t really even care America

Ta na na na muchawa muchawa ta na na na
Ta na na na muchawa muchawa ta na na na
Welcome to America
Welcome to America
Welcome to America
Welcome to America
Welcome to America
Ta na na na muchawa
Ta na na na muchawa
Ta na na na muchawa ta na na na na

Uh, I wish I lived in America
Wanna raise my kids in America
Heard everybody rich all I gotta do is run jump kick
I'm a hit in your area
So please pick me America
I know you probably never loved me
You never hear about me on the news
And you’ve probably never been to my country
I hear you selling education and got clothes that you throw away
Got plenty food in your nation
I can tell cause a lot of y’all are over weight
I already work for y’all
I’m at a sweatshops making these shirts for y’all
Naw I ain’t gettin money
Go to bed hungry but I make some exports for y’all
Y’all don’t know a thing about that
You was made in America
I’m trying to find me a ticket
Where the sky is the limit catch a plane to America
It should be plain to America
Y’all blessed people got it made
Heard y’all don’t play no more
Y’all ain’t saved no more
Y’all looking for another way
Well I hope it ain’t true
But I’m packing my suit
Farewell to my mother land
Sayin bye to my loved ones
Fate hear I come I’m gone to another land
I done made it to America
I’m amazed at America
But I couldn’t get approval to stay so they sent me away from America

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