Young Nasaro Welcome To Amerika
[Intro]
Young Nasaro on the track, yeah
Welcome to America
[Verse 1]
It's the young rapper native with a flow like no other
[?] to be an artist instead of these slow covers
Chasin' for the paper, I will never go under
Show other brothers we gunnin' with no cover
We come from the slums where the [?] gettin' higher
But our money getting shorter, they set us under fire
Thank you to the gods that be sendin' us desires
It's obvious we gotta be our own suppliers, and
Think of my rappin' as a nuclear reaction
Every word I put together feelin' like a spasm
Put away your 40's and the other stuff you drinkin'
They want you to be dumb, and never overthinkin', so
What you gotta say, go and floor it to the vision
They put you on the low, so you don't have an opinion
Listen, 'cause we really think it's a contest
But it's time to take over, becomin' a conquest
Slow it down for a minute, think I'm not aware?
Speakin' free from the mind, show 'em you ain't scared
Show 'em you gonna tell the truth, and never waste a dare
'Cause 1 is getting rich and 99 doesn't care
So 99 problems, getting rich ain't one
Yeah, the broke life is hard and the shit ain't fun
And what I'm saying is fluidly and musically doing things
To all of the communities, it isn't new to me, but
I'ma say my message and I don't care if they hate mine
Doin' crunches on these rappers, all they do is waste lines
Change the world, make money at the same time
High flying, good to find signs with the hang time
A visionary who thought the news was scary
Then found out how hip hop was revolutionary
On my own path that was evolutionary
I'm battling these demons, wonder what they'll do to scare me
Don't know what kind of hands to pull
'Cause they're callin' me an animal, an ignorant neanderthal
Damn it all, is this the world that I'm standin' in?
Lookin' at these people criticizin', can I live?
But I guess not, want me to take the guest spot?
Guess what, I'm aiming for the best spot
Bless up to the leaders of the past time
And every day, I just gotta ask why
[Hook]
Money over everything, isn't that the motto?
We started from the bottom, and we livin' in the grotto
A dollar and a dream never looked so clean
But it's never what it seems, but I know one thing
Money over everything, isn't that the motto?
Started from the bottom, and we livin' in the grotto
A dollar and a dream, where we gotta get the cream
And tell 'em to get their spirits up
Welcome to America
