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Remix

Now, niggas salute me, bitches salute me
The block salute me, the hood salute me
You should salute me, they should salute me
So fuck who
[originally by AC/DC]

Stand up and be counted
For what you are about to receive
We are the dealers
We'll give you everything you need
All hail
Independence Day

By the dawn's early light
We'll make a toast to party the most

On the 4th of July
The party never ends
On the 4th of July
We've got
In the merry month of May
From me home I started
Left the girls of Tuam
Sad and brokenhearted

Salute me father dear
And kissed me darling
to get an island with the only money tree
Take it from the rich, bless the pirates
Jump the ship and torture them, the rich

A twenty-one gun salute
In the merry month of may, from me home I started left the girls of Tuam,
Sad and broken hearted, salute me father dear,
And kissed me darlin'
have a certain right to gloat over the other states because Massachusetts is after all the only state with three senators. Anyway, here's a salute
One More Parade
Phil Ochs
Written by Phil Ochs and Bob Gibson


Hup, two, three, four, marchin' down the street
Rollin' of the drums
His four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made
They voted club the days commander
Gave him
Spirit me a game of stud
Stakes unscarred by limitation
Between a man named Gold and man named Mud

Club filled Gold with greedy vapors
Till his long,
Paralyzed by hatred and a piss ugly soul
If he murdered his father, he thought he'd become whole
While listening at night to an old radio
Where they
four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made

They voted club the days commander
Gave him an army
His four to hart, and his trey to spade
Three Kings with their legions come
Preparations soon where made
They voted club the days commander
Gave him
one thing I want to say.."
[GPM] Uhh, Alamo, is you wit me?
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Stud Doogie, is you wit me?
"What
Words RW, music trad Irish: NancyÂ's Whiskey 1978

At age 14 they gave us training
To number off by threes and give salutes
To clean and fire the Lee
on a wild one, I got stitched 
Caught up in a fight 
I was dreaming, dreaming, oh I saw you last night 
(I got a) 4 by 8 on Riker's Yard 
8 to 15 I'm
and kutty bloody nutty leavin'em shocked yaw [x4]

I roll with, villians and vigilantys regimers and outlaws
Mob figures we don't hang with cowards without
and good clean fun
That's my kind of country
Roots run deep as they come
In my kind of country

I'm from the old school
Live by the golden rule
Ain't
one thing I want to say.."
[GPM] Uhh, Alamo, is you wit me?
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Stud Doogie, is you wit me?
"What
Uh Oh Oh eee oh ee ohhh [x3]
Uh Oh

[Verse 1]
Babe I'm doin' my thing
I just be doin' me
You confused by my thing
But I'm just doin' me
You
there nobody by
That would venture their life for my fine darling boy?"

Airly next morning his uncle came there
He rowed round the strand like a man
Early one morning at county line
The swells 4-6 approaching 9
The barrel of my life hit the Malibu Sky
A Golden State Pipe
Conchita was mine
Early one morning at county line
The swells 4-6 approaching 9
The barrel of my life hit the Malibu sky
A golden state pipe, Conchita was mine
Socially a misfit, my dick you should get off it
4 63's, clickin' 9s, droppin' dimes off it
Bottom line a revolver, problem of mine solver
Dodgin'
(phone dialing phone ringing) 
 No Limit Studios. What's up? 
 Who dis is? Who dis is? 
 Nigga this Rappin 4 tay. Who is this? 
 Uh dis P! 
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