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was called 'Young Hickory'
Spent two years governor, '39 to '41
Had a taste to be prez, in '44, he would run
James Knox Polk, America's 11th president
William Harrison had one, Henry was his middle name
John Tyler, did he have one? No
Though, Knox was James Polk's
Zachary Taylor didn't
Millard Fillmore,
No doubt about it
Young Hickory
James Polk from Tennessee
Came close to dying at the age of 17
But thanks to the surgeon he come out clean
He went
James Buchanan, a moderate
Louis Cass, a general and expansionist
From Nashville came a dark horse riding up
He was James K. Polk, Napoleon
keep expanding west
What does it mean
Our Manifest Destiny
Well, it's complicated
It might take some time to explain it
In 1844 James K. Polk ran for
William Henry Harrison, typhoid fever is why
John Tyler's diagnosis was a stroke that made him die
James Polk's death came at 53, cholera was the cause
know you wouldn't want me Down
Tryna stay solid as rocks
Won't let you down, James L Knox
James Polk, from Mexico won land for USA
Zachary Taylor served for 16 months then passed away
The presidents of the USA
Trying to make a difference
on the 8th, murmured not one more sound
It was the 15th of June that James Polk didn't wake, they say
Grover Cleveland, June 24th was his final day
James
on the couch all night
W:James Madison never had a son
then he fought the War of 1812
D:James Monroe's colossal nose
Was bigger than Pinnochio's
he did worse
DeWitt Clinton fought Madison, but, he, too felt the sting
In '16, James Monroe won prez, the loser, Rufus King
In '20, Monroe ran
Adams, like Tom Cruise
A half inch more, John Quincy Adams, excluding his shoes
Five feet eight, four presidents stood, James Polk and Taylor, too
William
the 12th, the first day in a crib, he'd lay
George Washington, the 22nd, think it was Friday
Now, March, the first was Jackson, who on the 15th came
James
Now they wan hang when they see the boy growing up
Lookin like Trinidad James I am golden bruh
I'm golden huh
Yeah, Fort Knox Gold Vault
Golden Child,
James Brown get down (yeah yeah)
Made Beretta go get her (yeah yeah)
Made Laverne and Bill Cosby (yeah yeah)
Go change they sweaters (yeah yeah)
I
James Brown get down (yeah yeah)
Made Beretta go get her (yeah yeah)
Made Laverne and Bill Cosby (yeah yeah)
Go change they sweaters (yeah yeah)
I
Jefferson, Madison, Monroe, Adams.
The second guy's son.
Jackson, Van Buren, then there's Harrison.
Died in a month.
Didn't get much done.
Tyler, James Polk
have left you
Don't let them say I've been unkind
Don't let them Muddy
Don't let them Sully
And don't let them Funny your Mind
James Burton Ronnie Tutt
I've been thinkin'
About Abraham Lincoln
I've told a lot of folks
About James K. Polk
You know who'd be a friend to me?
President John F. Kennedy
Weißen
Wegen ihrer arischen Abstammung
Der nächste Schritt war es
Die Mexicaner zu beherrschen
James Polk herrschte über sie aber
Behandelte sie wie
blues
The next move was to dominate the Mexicans
James Polk dominated them like they
Was next of kin
He sent Colonel Cross to lie to
Them and let them in
then work then lay in coffin
Til my hands tremble and fall in
Eyes on James harden they balling
I step back you know what to call it
Swish
Wavs
and Juan Soto
Who came with me from Chicago Bulls College Prep
My new friends, Aby Romo, Gao Yee Yang, Tresa James
Leah Rymer, Judith Espinoza
Fernando
poles to six folds of strawberries
Hood's tight like Fort Knox, runnin' through military
Attitudes, don't even try it, Tek 9's
AK's, will be stored
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