Lyrics:
boy, shoot him while you can
See if you can shoot the invisible man
Goodbye, Charlie, goodbye, Uncle Sam
Frankly, Miss Scarlet, I don't give a damn
at you
Uncle Sam says to pay your taxes
Just to learn that I pay for classes
Part time hustle really ain't gonna last
So todays forecast is to make more
on TV and get at me, then I'm gonna get on the CD and get at you
Uncle Sam says to pay your taxes, just to learn that I pay for classes
Part time
in the vicinity
The proximity, the Glocksimity, we on Yosemite Sam
Bam, bam your body drop, Van Damme, karate chop
The Beretta's a better competitor
Uncle Sam's scams
Scatterin' sheep all just lamb fam
Damn man
You've been programmed by the damn man
That's Uncle Sam's scams
Scatterin' sheep all just
call him Uncle Sam
Some a dem call him Uncle Tom
Uncle Sam and Uncle Tom
Yes they are the same man
S.A.M. means "stealaway music"
T.O.M. means
the Bentley with figures, then walk in the strip club
They can't put the ones down
Nigga, tell the whole club that I Glock
Shot for shot, I'ma air at your
tryin to wipe Jackie Chan
My money come fast, my work come in grams
My soldiers keep straps like they work for Uncle Sam
My chain like ugh, my wrist
shops
Inventory of industrial plants
In the demographics, relatively large sections of prosperity.
Years later, after the hidden murders,
Uncle Sam’s
sister
Eh yo we wyld in da club, style in the club
This is for my niggas gettin' down in the club
At the bar throwin' down rounds in the club
Talk slick
Michael Brown, another soul
Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll
The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice
Black dress code now we looting in
grew up off of spam (Spam)
Don't know em then I'm taxing and that's word to Uncle Sam (Sam)
A&T you know we came for the bands (Bands)
Ten thousand ones
Brown, another soul
Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll
The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice
Black dress code now we looting in
just won't do
Sometimes I don't like who I am, when I look in da mirror my reflection is uncle sam (uncle sam)
And every night I have these weird
lamb
Put a patek on my wrist
Plain taxing Uncle Sam
Put a cat up on they fish
It's a murder made man
Damn damn damn damn damn damn
Watch me hop up in
like I'm Uncle Sam
Me and my bitch ball together like juwanna man
She told me put it down put it down like Bam bam
Came over quick and cracked her ass
(Marc Boomin, this you?)
When that pack touch down, tax like Uncle Sam
When we shooting
We ain't putting niggas on cam
I don't fuck with these
to save us
Promised a good life thank God that you came
Always got Uncle Sam ready to save us
Thank God you came thank God you came thank God you came
We
Uncle Sam da grimey on top of da puppets army
I doubt the revo domino effect loudly
You know all what this bacteria want is Syria
They been taming Lybia
American Horror Story
For the war and glory
Uncle Sam brainwashing, murder for me
Airwaves are form of sorcery
Reflecting the core beliefs, moral's
nem igaz, en artatlan vagyok
Nem tudom mert mondja Uncle Sam hogy en tettem
Probaltam a rendorsegen megmayarazni de nem ertettek meg
But did you do
to hustle rent with your pistols up
Now, if Uncle Sam promisin' his murder gang
We goin' to rise out this ash like that bird of flame
Hopin' you take action
Startin' to feel like Uncle Sam
A hundred bows inside the trap
I feel like Uncle Sam
proud of what I am
Young Money is an army, bitch I'm Uncle Sam
Them hoes call me Tunechi, mama call me Tune
I left the bullshit in the waiting room
.jpg/226px-J._M._Flagg,_I_Want_You_for_U.S._Army_poster_(1917).jpg "Uncle Sam")
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