Tekster:
America Houses In White

alone Houses in white Oh how they take me back There was a time When I lived inside But now I think twice I walk quickly by houses in white Houses

fall imagine how crazy that'll be America (America, America) America (America, this is not what you think it is) America (America, this is not what you think it is) America

there's no returning When I bought that white five-fifth So white that the coke heads just might try sniff I ordered the Phantom Coupe, that's smoke pipe gray And the interior was like crack white

ya One handstand on top of your ninja Crashin' Doc stir the madness We all out of work like Tony Atlas Walking with cans in a laundry basket America'

a chicken Get paranoid when you hear my glock clickin' Speakin' to the punk that's tweakin' With the bitch ass styles I hit you like deacon Jones' house

shit all my life and now I'm dumpin' it on (White America) I could be one of your kids (White America) Little Eric looks just like this (White America

my God-like presence, must be athiest While all of the frauds in rap is talkin swag put a fork in that Slaughter's back, listen nigga I got houses all

I'ma tell ya how I feel 'cause I'm a God Damn Texan. 'Bout time for me to start eliminatin' the frauds, 'cause it's a White House of cards, and it's filled

to the blind Up against the machine the _Bush Killer_ remain In between the government and the public that's trained Where white companies profit off black death And house