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Made in the U.S.A. (feat. Priscilla Renea) - Yelawolf
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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yelawolf
Yelawolf
Vocals
Priscilla Renea
Priscilla Renea
Vocals
Emanuel Kiriakou
Emanuel Kiriakou
Programming
Blaqsmurph
Blaqsmurph
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Atha
Michael Atha
Songwriter
Courtney Dwight
Courtney Dwight
Songwriter
Emanuel Kiriakou
Emanuel Kiriakou
Songwriter
Priscilla Hamilton
Priscilla Hamilton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Emanuel Kiriakou
Emanuel Kiriakou
Producer
Blaqsmurph
Blaqsmurph
Producer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Muzzy Solis
Muzzy Solis
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sasha Sirota
Sasha Sirota
Recording Engineer

Letra

Yeah, land of the free, home of the hard, home of the tough, survivors We some gun toting, church going, 18-wheel rolling Bag slanging, flag waving, at the dinner table praying Old school yard fighting, beer drinking, hell raising Hard working, blue collar, earn it all due paying Illegal weed smoking, dope cooking, dirt dealers On the corner bible preachers Hollywood dream seekers Muddy water swimming in Rockin Roll all the time Straight from the assembly line And that's how it's made! That's how it's made in the U.S.A., the U.S.A. A manufactured dream, a fraction of a thing We got it made, in the U.S.A., the U.S.A. Isn't it great? How we got it made We some 9 to 5 back breaking Food Stamp line waiting Convict time giving Underage time taking Neighborhood gang banging Subway graffiti painting Big cars, street stars Young dirty money making Old money home taking Clothes in the yard throwing Late on the rent paying Foul mouth word saying One-way street paving Road to success, but you gotta do some concrete laying That's how it's made! That's how it's made in the U.S.A., the U.S.A. A manufactured dream, a fraction of a thing We got it made, in the U.S.A., the U.S.A. Isn't it great? How we got it made She's been eating lies we fed her Shoulda been full but nothing's helping Knew she wanted something better Still she took the second helping Now she's well known, broke and cold Fendi jackets, full of holes No one knows Single mother child raising From the stripper poll swinging Daughter in the red light Coals for the cold season She don't speak, no reason Why? Cause no one will ever know That's what? That's how it's made! That's how it's made, in the U.S.A. the U.S.A. It's every mother's dream To see her daughter on her knees Well we got it made, in the U.S.A., the U.S.A. Isn't it great? How we got it made That's how it's made in the U.S.A.
Writer(s): Emanuel Steve Kiriakou, Priscilla Renea, Michael Wayne Atha, Johnnie Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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