☆ [Monstar OST] Men In Black – 사랑해 이말밖엔 (Only The Words I Love You)

(Prelude) America! We love you!
How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours?
The stripes and the stars for the rights that men have died for to protect
The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedom of we’re are told (You I want ever body to listen to the words of this song)

Verse 1
I never would’ve dreamed in a million years I’d see, so many motherfu*kin people who feel like me
who share the same views and the same exact beliefs, it’s like a fuckin army marchin in back of me
So many lives I touch, so much anger aimed in no particulae direction, just sprays and sprays
Straight theough your radio waves it plays and plays, till it stays stuck in your head for days and days
who woulda thought, standing in this mirror bleachin my haie, with some peroxide, reachin for a t-shirt to wear
that I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this? How could I predict my words would have an impact like this I must’ve struck a chord, with somebody up in the office cuz Congress keeps telling me I ain’t causin nuthhin but problems and now they’re sayin I’m in trouble with the government, I’m lovin it, I shoveled sh*t all my life
and now I’m dumping it on

Chorus X2

White America! I could be one of your kids
White America! Little Eric looks just like this
White America! Erica loves my sh*t
i go to TRL, look how many hugs I get

Verse 2

Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself, if they were brown Shady lose, Shadys its on the shelf
but Shady’s cute, Shady knew Shady’s dimples would help, make ladies swoon baby, ooh baby! Look at my sales
Lets do the math, If I was black I would’ve sold half, I ain’t have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know that but I could rap, so fu*k school, I’m too cool to go back, gimme the mic, show me where the fu*kin studio’s at
When I was underground, no one gave a fu*k I was white, no labels wanted to sign me almost gave up, I was like
Fu*k it, until I met Dre, the only one to look past, gave me a chance, and I lit a fire up under his ass helped him get back to the top, every fan black that I got was probably his in exchange for every white fan that he’s got
Like damn, we just swapped Sittin back lookin at shit, wow, I’m like, my skin is it starting to week to my benefit now?
It’s…

Chorus X2

Verse 3
See the problem is I speak to suburban kids who otherwise would of never knew these words exist whose moms probably never woulda never gave two squirts of piss, till I created so much motherfu*kin turbulence
straight out the tube, right into your living rooms I came, and kids flipped when they knew I was produced by Dre
That’s all it took, and they were insantly hooked right in, and they connected with me too because I looked like them that’s why they put my lyrics up under this micoscope, searchin with a fine tooth comb, its like this rope
waitin to choke, fightening around my throat, watching me while I write this, like I don’t like this (Nope)
All I hear is lyrics, lyrics, constant controversy, sponsors working round the clock, to try to stop my concerts early surely hip hop was never a problem in herlem only in Boston, after it bothered the fathers of daughters starting to blossom so now I’m catchin the flack from these activists when they raggin , actin like I’m the first rapper to smack a bitch, or say faggot
shit just look at me like I’m your closest pal. the posterchild, the motherfu*kin spokesman now for

Chorus X2

so to the parents of America I am the derringer aimed at little Erica, to attack her character
The ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns
Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress
And piss on the lawns of the White House and and to burn the replace it with a Parental Avisory sicker
To spit liquor in the face in this democracy of hypocrisy Fu*k you Ms. Cheney!
Fu*k you Tipper Gore! Fu*k you with the freest of speech this divided states of embarassment will allow me to have, Fu*k you!
I’m just kiddin America, you know I love you