Ladies and gentlemen Good afternoon from the flight deck Were cruising at 37,000 feet and we just pa**ed 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 s** slave being traded And will do anything for the money Boy, a momma might sell her babies Sell p**n 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 d** 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 k**ed 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