Made in America

[Intro: Frank Ocean]

And He'll bring you out the, out the darkness

[Chorus: 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 (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America

Sweet baby Jesus (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America

[Verse 1: Kanye West]

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 I.D. 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 rapping on the beats they was supposed to buy

I guess I'm getting high off my own supply

Downtown mixing fabrics, tryna find the magic

Started a little blog just to get some traffic

Old folks'll tell you not to play in traffic, uh

A million hits and the web crashes, damn

South Park had 'em all laughing

Now all my niggas designing and we all swaggin', uh

Ignore the critics just to say we did it

This ain't no fashion show, motherfucker, we live it

[Chorus: 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 (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America

Sweet baby Jesus (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]

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 to leave to my little man's

Or my daughter, so I'm boiling this water

The scales was lopsided, I'm just restoring order

Hold up, here comes grandma, what's up Yaya?

What's that smell? Oh, I'm just boiling some agua

No papa, bad Santa

The streets raised me, pardon my bad manners

I got my liberty chopping grams up

Street justice, I pray God understand us

I pledge allegiance to all the scramblers

This is the Star-Spangled Banner

[Chorus: 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 (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America

Sweet baby Jesus (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America

[Outro: Frank Ocean]

Yes, we did

Sweet baby Jesus (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America

Sweet baby Jesus (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Oh, sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America

Yes, we did