| 歌曲 | Oh Sweet America |
| 歌手 | Group Home |
| 专辑 | A Tear for the Ghetto |
| 作曲 : Aguilar, Felder, Heath | |
| {melachi the nutcracker} | |
| Aiyo, new york tracks, keep me phat like that | |
| I exercise with fitness, to support my back | |
| It's going on black, and i'm out to get mines | |
| Bust in the place with a new york rhyme | |
| Yo some people are mindless, and don't know what the time is | |
| Mess around with the wrong one, and get expired | |
| I'm gettin fired, offa the smoke and the blunts | |
| Killin big bids offa a gangsta hunt | |
| Don't front, what do you want? i push a trick with a stunt | |
| We got out of town hits, and like george likes pits | |
| Cuz i flex with a polo around my wrist | |
| Nothing changed... | |
| {lil dap} | |
| Uh, my bad decision in the game got me flippin on cats | |
| Now that i'm back, puttin brooklyn down on the map | |
| Cuz you know this camera's on me, and my sons right now | |
| Pimpin our sounds, watch how we tear shit down | |
| I cause blow a catastrophe, i master thee | |
| The game of rap, so don't fuck with dap, i dance with my track | |
| You bust you neen, i bust my nena back | |
| Rhymes sharp like thumbtacks, with enough contacts | |
| To blow my enemies off the map, if they try to attack... | |
| Chorus 2x: lil dap | |
| Oh sweet america, how could it be? | |
| Can't see my people dying in the streets no more | |
| Got to hustle from the bottom just to feed the poor | |
| Understanding what's right, realizing what's wrong | |
| *(second time, the last line gets left out)* | |
| {melachi the nutcracker} | |
| Yo i salute the mic, when i take flight | |
| Plus my styles real hype, and i'm feeling allright | |
| So go with the flow, let's see what all of you know | |
| I flip like g.i. joe, with mad potential | |
| I'm about to get mine, you know it's about that time | |
| My people losing their mind, off the group home rhyme | |
| Murdering crime, people on the streets playing for keeps | |
| Brand new jeeps, riding thru on the creep | |
| Who care? i guess that everyone is scarred | |
| Better be preparred, cuz the worst is near | |
| The group home is here, open your ears and stand clear | |
| Crack your bears, we've been doing this for years | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| {lil dap} | |
| How could it be? cuz if you bust for me, i have to bust for you | |
| These old school rules, got me spittin lyrics at you | |
| I'm thinking hard and serious and going back to the time | |
| When cats were scarred to death to even say that they rhyme | |
| Cuz it was off the meters, niggas had to throw their dick beaters | |
| Block parties with heaters, no crooked to feed us | |
| It's 7 days in a week, 12 months in a year | |
| But between the nonsense we'll drop a jewel this year | |
| Keep your eyes open, stoppin off the ends when we rock | |
| Poppin your clutch, and starving mc's to rock | |
| And walk with fear, keepin my momentum in gears | |
| Excess is near, my niggas can smell it in your ear | |
| 2000 and beyond, group home are bombing ya, son | |
| My crew number one, no competion | |
| Chorus 3x |
| zuò qǔ : Aguilar, Felder, Heath | |
| melachi the nutcracker | |
| Aiyo, new york tracks, keep me phat like that | |
| I exercise with fitness, to support my back | |
| It' s going on black, and i' m out to get mines | |
| Bust in the place with a new york rhyme | |
| Yo some people are mindless, and don' t know what the time is | |
| Mess around with the wrong one, and get expired | |
| I' m gettin fired, offa the smoke and the blunts | |
| Killin big bids offa a gangsta hunt | |
| Don' t front, what do you want? i push a trick with a stunt | |
| We got out of town hits, and like george likes pits | |
| Cuz i flex with a polo around my wrist | |
| Nothing changed... | |
| lil dap | |
| Uh, my bad decision in the game got me flippin on cats | |
| Now that i' m back, puttin brooklyn down on the map | |
| Cuz you know this camera' s on me, and my sons right now | |
| Pimpin our sounds, watch how we tear shit down | |
| I cause blow a catastrophe, i master thee | |
| The game of rap, so don' t fuck with dap, i dance with my track | |
| You bust you neen, i bust my nena back | |
| Rhymes sharp like thumbtacks, with enough contacts | |
| To blow my enemies off the map, if they try to attack... | |
| Chorus 2x: lil dap | |
| Oh sweet america, how could it be? | |
| Can' t see my people dying in the streets no more | |
| Got to hustle from the bottom just to feed the poor | |
| Understanding what' s right, realizing what' s wrong | |
| second time, the last line gets left out | |
| melachi the nutcracker | |
| Yo i salute the mic, when i take flight | |
| Plus my styles real hype, and i' m feeling allright | |
| So go with the flow, let' s see what all of you know | |
| I flip like g. i. joe, with mad potential | |
| I' m about to get mine, you know it' s about that time | |
| My people losing their mind, off the group home rhyme | |
| Murdering crime, people on the streets playing for keeps | |
| Brand new jeeps, riding thru on the creep | |
| Who care? i guess that everyone is scarred | |
| Better be preparred, cuz the worst is near | |
| The group home is here, open your ears and stand clear | |
| Crack your bears, we' ve been doing this for years | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| lil dap | |
| How could it be? cuz if you bust for me, i have to bust for you | |
| These old school rules, got me spittin lyrics at you | |
| I' m thinking hard and serious and going back to the time | |
| When cats were scarred to death to even say that they rhyme | |
| Cuz it was off the meters, niggas had to throw their dick beaters | |
| Block parties with heaters, no crooked to feed us | |
| It' s 7 days in a week, 12 months in a year | |
| But between the nonsense we' ll drop a jewel this year | |
| Keep your eyes open, stoppin off the ends when we rock | |
| Poppin your clutch, and starving mc' s to rock | |
| And walk with fear, keepin my momentum in gears | |
| Excess is near, my niggas can smell it in your ear | |
| 2000 and beyond, group home are bombing ya, son | |
| My crew number one, no competion | |
| Chorus 3x |