Power to the people 
We got more crack in the ghetto than makin' grow in 
columbia 
Put this shit 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 fuck school and hit the block 
I tried to tell him be thankful for the shit 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 shit 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 nigga, we tryin' to ball nigga 
Well it's ejectin' into getting my hot winner 
From a nobody nigga to top tenner 
To bitches give you the head, just hopin' that I 
remember 
Obama lied, ain't see shit 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 nigga rich 
Jesus christ can't believe this shit 
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 fuck it, I'm back to this shit 
We got more crack in the ghetto than makin' grow in 
columbia 
Put this shit 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