Lyrics:
As the cannonade erupted into light
And my ocular gaze lay dehiscent
It seemed that I could not look away
And every god fearing son was a patriot
And victory
break a promise
I'm Johnny, i'm busting right out of my cage
I'll never die, i'm a repatriate
Bitch I am SNKE not no Sons of the Patriots
Pull back
We hold high honor
When burying sons
Your passed loved ones
Must be well presented
Preserve quickly
As his body rots
Final memory
Show me you loved
Gather ‘round and lend an ear
The news we've waited for is here
There'll be no more songs to sing today
Our chosen son, the patriot has passed away
the fuel for the endless fight
Fealty pushing past, the system's laws
For one soul to the cause
No surrender for the patriot son
Until the battle is done
war
That's just what they told me
Son, you could be a patriot
Defender of your country
Protector of the innocent
We'll beat 'em with a clenched
When you die.
Twenty one guns salute you,
Why, oh why?
Your gravestone reads
You were a patriot's son.
But nobody cares
When all is said and done.
made, it’s going viral breaking news she got oral cancer, how many dicks she sucked? She won’t even answer, I’m a patriot, a son of the matriarch,
I'm the son of an Air
Force blue collar patriot
Raised in a one-horse town
Stand up for your freedoms
Say what you're meaning
And work 'til the sun
to the tracks
In a patriotic manner with the cold steel on their backs
The patriot's dream is as old as the sky
It lives in the lust of a cold callous lie
Lexington and Concord would begin the fight
Adams sons of liberty would start to make it right
Arnold was a leader though he was led astray
Georgy
the patriot game
It's the war racket
And that's how it's done, and you've got our sons
In the cross-hairs of horror at the end of a gun
And your national
Makeshift Patriot
The Flag Shop Is Out Of Stock
Hang Myself...Half Mast
Makeshift Patriot
The Flag Shop is Out of Stock
I hang
them we ready for war
BLM, we ready for ready for war
Tell them it's up now
Democrats, we ready for war
Tell them it's up now
Patriots, we ready for war
on your
Children's
Hands,
Feet,
Necks,
The Patriots made several attempts to muzzle our native sons' chronicles from sermons to literary books
Therefore,
runnin' barren
Complainin' I call 'em Karen
These know I scare 'em
Need to do CPR on the USA
They killin' us so don't fade away
Need Patriot J to come save
a patriot or a traitor's son
It's a Sanguinary conclusion
A Sanguinary conclusion
Sanguinary conclusion..yeah
John brown, (John brown) John brown, (John
the war is won
And what's done is done, an all-good "Son of a Bush"
I've been there before, "got a letter from government"
Slid underneath, my front door
Patriot rapper like cdam Calhoun
Congrats fools, the rap goon is leaving rap soon
Rather turn a wrench, deliver some damned food
Sorry, this woke
The sins of deliverance
The eyes of the patriot fixed through the scope
The unknowing tyrant walks to the rope
It's when murder is justice
about what I don't want to know
Beating of the chest, stink rising in the patriot's nest
Oh, doing what's best, kicking out the face of a mother's son
My son's name is Michael Justice Ajani Sterling
Michael after his grandfather, not to mention Jordan, Jackson, and Tyson
See, he came out fighting
at a bull fight. Now I've been to a lot of Super Bowl games. I've been to the Bruins games, Celtics games, Patriot super Bowl. I've never seen an event like
at a bull fight. Now I've been to a lot of Super Bowl games. I've been to the Bruins games, Celtics games, Patriot super Bowl. I've never seen an event like
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