Jay-Z & Kanye West

Made in America

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Made in America Lyrics

(KW)
I told my mama I was on the come up
She said you going to school I’ll give you a summer
Then she met NO ID and gave me his number
Ten years later she driving a Hummer
Niggas hustle every day for a beat from Ye
What I do? Turn around gave them beats to Jay
And I’m rappin’ on the beat they was supposed to buy
I guess I’m getting high off my own supply
Downtown mixing fabrics tryina find the magic
Started a little blog just to get some traffic
Old folks’ll tell you not to play in traffic
A million hits and the web crashes ...Damn
South Park had ‘em all laughing
Now all my niggas designing and we all swag¬gin’
Ignore the critics just to say we did it
This ain’t no fashion show, motherf***er we live it

(JZ)
I pledge allegiance to my Grandma
For that banana pudding, our piece of Americana
Our apple pie was supplied through Arm & Hammer
Straight out the kitchen, shh don’t wake Nana
Built a republic, that still stands
I’m tryna lead a nation, leave to my little mans
Or my daughter, so I’m boilin’ this water
The scales was lopsided, I’m just restorin’ order
Hold up, here comes grandma, what’s up YaYa?
What’s that smell? Oh I’m just boiling some aqua
No papa, bad Santa
The streets raised me, pardon my bad manners
I got my liberty choppin’ grams up
Street justice, I pray God understand us
I pledge allegiance to all the scramblers
This is the Star Spangled Banner

(Frank Ocean)
Sweet King Martin
Sweet Queen Coretta
Sweet Brother Malcolm
Sweet Queen Betty
Sweet Mother Mary
Sweet Father Joseph
Sweet Jesus
We made it in America
Sweet Baby Jesus
Oh sweet baby Jesus
We made it in America
Sweet baby Jesus
Oh sweet baby Jesus
We made it in America
Yes we did
Sweet Baby Jesus
Oh sweet baby Jesus
We made it in America
Sweet baby Jesus
Oh sweet baby Jesus
We made it in America
Yes we did

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onlya4 On Aug 14, 2011

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(KW) 
 I told my mama I was on the come up 
 She said you going to school I’ll give you a summer 
 Then she met NO ID and gave me his number 
 Ten years later she driving a Hummer 
 Niggas hustle every day for a beat from Ye 
 What I do? Turn around gave them beats to Jay 
 And I’m rappin’ on the beat they was supposed to buy 
 I guess I’m getting high off my own supply 
 Downtown mixing fabrics tryina find the magic 
 Started a little blog just to get some traffic 
 Old folks’ll tell you not to play in traffic 
 A million hits and the web crashes ...Damn 
 South Park had ‘em all laughing 
 Now all my niggas designing and we all swag¬gin’ 
 Ignore the critics just to say we did it 
 This ain’t no fashion show, motherf***er we live it

(JZ) 
 I pledge allegiance to my Grandma 
 For that banana pudding, our piece of Americana 
 Our apple pie was supplied through Arm & Hammer 
 Straight out the kitchen, shh don’t wake Nana 
 Built a republic, that still stands 
 I’m tryna lead a nation, leave to my little mans 
 Or my daughter, so I’m boilin’ this water 
 The scales was lopsided, I’m just restorin’ order 
 Hold up, here comes grandma, what’s up YaYa? 
 What’s that smell? Oh I’m just boiling some aqua 
 No papa, bad Santa 
 The streets raised me, pardon my bad manners 
 I got my liberty choppin’ grams up 
 Street justice, I pray God understand us 
 I pledge allegiance to all the scramblers 
 This is the Star Spangled Banner

(Frank Ocean) 
 Sweet King Martin 
 Sweet Queen Coretta 
 Sweet Brother Malcolm 
 Sweet Queen Betty 
 Sweet Mother Mary 
 Sweet Father Joseph 
 Sweet Jesus 
 We made it in America 
 Sweet Baby Jesus 
 Oh sweet baby Jesus 
 We made it in America 
 Sweet baby Jesus 
 Oh sweet baby Jesus 
 We made it in America 
 Yes we did 
 Sweet Baby Jesus 
 Oh sweet baby Jesus 
 We made it in America 
 Sweet baby Jesus 
 Oh sweet baby Jesus 
 We made it in America 
 Yes we did

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2011-08-14 03:34:22

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by bebe03

14y ago

Sweet King Martin - Martin Luther King Jr. Sweet Queen Coretta - Coretta Scott King Sweet Brother Malcolm - Malcolm "X" Shabazz Sweet Queen Betty - Betty Shabazz Sweet Mother Mary - Mary (Mother of Jesus) Sweet Father Joseph - Joseph (Foster Father of Jesus) Sweet Jesus - Jesus, Our Lord and our Saviour!

"We made it in America Sweet Baby Jesus Oh sweet baby Jesus"

We - Black People - Negroes - Colored People - Once subhuman, once second class citizens - WE made it. We are now top selling artists, scientists, astronauts, teachers, doctors, nurses, the richest woman in America and even the President of the US!

The song is essentially about the black American's struggle and that no matter how much of an unfair race we start with, we can still make it, specifically about Ye (humble beginnings) and Jay's (once drug dealer) and how far they came.

Frank Ocean's expression expression gives it a kind of sermon to the Lord feel and almost like a "Can you believe it?" type of attitude.

The struggle for Black people not only in America, but worldwide, continues. However, just looking at how far we came with such a disadvantage shows just how brighter our future will be.

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