Numonics - Melting Pot (Made In America) lyrics

[Instrumental Intro: Numonics] [Verse 1: AWKWORD] I know too many things, it scare a lot of people Plus with this white skin, I almost look see-through My teachers in high school used to say I was evil While all the younger students treated me like a Beatle But I didn't ask for this, f** you dad Life s**s... just to make you mad The movement's got legs now, Statik play my tracks And pasts ain't everything, look where Jay-Z's at If you didn't like me then, get the wavy pa** And take acetaminophen when you catch the whiplash Hate be the new love, I see 'em little ba*tards Typing lies with 15 accounts and pa**words You got a lot of chutzpa, hiding behind slurs Locked down in the basement, at mom's home in the 'burbs You lavish with the luxury, ignore anguish and hurt I chose to bleed for all, sometimes it feels like I'm cursed [Hook: AWKWORD] The melting pot boils, only in America The 1 versus 99, lock us up like predators We didn't ask for this, but we did inherit her You wonder why your flag burns, America America The melting pot boils, only in America We don't pick our president, ask your state senator We still tryna come to terms, with slavery etcetera You wonder why we so mad, America America [Verse 2: AWKWORD] Sometimes I wonder to myself, why would they disparage me Why focus so much hate, on a rapper giving to charity No waves in the cesspool, uniqueness, they're scared of me I'm not trying to rescue you, can hardly keep my sanity Steady search for clarity, not on that zen tip Feel best when I'm high, and I hear the pen drip I'm pensive, but I'm relentless, with this Rap, so Hezues, can give better weapons to kids Never been afraid to be me and face hell Never sent to prison but got locked in jail I don't believe its written, I think we have will Used to dream a being a Native American Black Jew I've always been myself, it still sounds like White Guilt And I'm OK with that, for me it's the right build Cause im doing something, with it, artistic for change AWKWORD dope music yeah, leave my heart on the stage [Hook] [Verse 3: Chaundon] Black in America. Why should I pledge allegiance When the country got a grievance with me Cause we ain't reach equality. Though we've got a black president Some people wanna see us swing from a tree I'm lookin at the news, black teens getting gunned down And the shooter gets to hide behind Standing Your Ground How that sound? No jail time is a joke But they would Throw Away The Key if I was found with some coke You see the, scales are tipped and the blind fold is see through Strengthening the argument on We Were Never Equal Recent history proves They picking off the pro-black leaders so the movement can lose And when I, Fight The Power, I'm branded Public Enemy Or a conscious rapper, labels won't cut a check for me So why put my hand on my heart For a country, that didn't want me here from the start [Hook] [Instrumental Outro: Numonics]