America Loves Gangsters

These days, they want to be criminals more than they want to commit crime
 But that's-, that's not just crime, that's the-, that's the way of the world
 Things that I've seen
 Promise me
 Things that I've seen
 Promise me
 There's something about a vandal's lust
 The lifestyles of the scandalous, ain't nothing like it
 America loves gangsters (ha-ha-ha-ha)
 Look at all the angel dust, the cocaine and the cannabis, ain't nothing like it
 America loves gangsters (he-he-he-he)
 Hate stones, but the man you trust
 'Cause it's fun to watch cannons bust, ain't nothing like it
 America loves gangsters (we-we-we-we)
 Gone off that gangster gangster
 Gone off that gangster gangster (for so long)
 Gone off that gangster gangster
 Gone off that gangster gangster (and so on)
 America loves Gottis, America loves bodies
 Pacino counting C-Notes for shooting up club lobbies
 While Eddie Nash controls bankrolls in Wonderland
 Tony Soprano hits channels and holds down On-Demand
 We wanna see it and some motherfuckers gon' wanna be it
 Others are doing numbers that breed it, bleed it, can't defeat it
 Bush, the political gangster, man you gotta be high
 Gave plenty of orders for slaughters ain't swatted a fly
 Modern day cowboys with shiny alloys for side arms
 Hiding behind bombs, advanced cowards
 In Jesse James ways, we handled the Towers
 Guns blazing for freeze framing the King of New York
 In the moments we face opponents give thanks to "Gangsta"
 Maybe place Babyface Nelson in ranks to bank ya
 Got enough angst to handle the handle and squeeze the trigger
 But pop that in the city, it's "Freeze Nigga!"
 There's something about a vandal's lust
 The lifestyles of the scandalous, ain't nothing like it
 America loves gangsters (ha-ha-ha-ha)
 Look at all the angel dust, the cocaine and the cannabis, ain't nothing like it
 America loves gangsters (he-he-he-he)
 Hate stones, but the man you trust
 'Cause it's fun to watch cannons bust, ain't nothing like it
 America loves gangsters (we-we-we-we)
 Gone off that gangster gangster
 Gone off that gangster gangster (for so long)
 Gone off that gangster gangster
 Gone off that gangster gangster (and so on) (A-scare-ica lusts danger, danger, danger)
 War, load the tanks up
 In the name of the Lord, give thanks for anger
 More major paper in "Gangsta" Gangster
 Heats nerves and veins hearing words from pranksters
 Anger anchors us, cinematic screens spew
 Wrangler language, systematic schemes too
 Change the brain up, divide and conquer
 Mob on 'em, ride 'til their lives are contra'd
 Monsters, driven by capital as a stimuli
 Can never be too powerful, it makes us all admire you
 We'll follow until we fall like fallen star from sky, I
 Can't say it's impact hasn't hollowed walls inside my
 Heart, my art, I'm insane
 Is it that smart to react dark when facing pain?
 You ain't that hard, that scarred or that real
 To go that far, for that kill, for that feel, now that's ill
 It's 6:00 p.m. again
 And I'm tuning into CNN watching marines mow down
 Crowds with machine guns
 16 weeks training, Atilla the Hun's philosophies
 And now they're thinking we won't bring peace to these
 Streets with the same techniques, that shit's hypocrisy
 This ain't Democracy, it's a "Survival of the Fittest"
 A country built behind closed doors with God as their witness
 Picture this
 People can become so blind that their ears can't listen
 Trying to save their souls with penitentiary religion superstition
 Never done unto others but claiming that they're Christian
 While God's children are sittin' home praying and wishing
 For answers to their questions
 Herd of the Armageddon wondering what side that we're destined
 Life be a war, ain't no time for restin'
 That's why you give up your 7-5, just to stay alive
 Trying to fuel the fire inside before the God in me has died
 Eyes, wide, trying to look out through this labyrinth
 Hoping to leave this earth with the same presence that we came with
 Trying to steer my path in opposite directions
 That man came, went
 My soul came, spent, I tried to get it back
 Thinking if my heart stopped, that my body could relax
 But there's no time to be laxed
 Because there's a war all through creation
 God's warriors is dying and gangsters is their replacements