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Pledge allegiance, to your hate, America (America)
Bomb their country into a hole
Because some old rich guy said so
And, their skin, it isn't white
By God,
O beautiful for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed His grace
there and preaching about a holy war
Don't with America
You're gonna be full of holes before one of them Navy Seals finds ya
Don't with America
And by
the class of the class of thirteen
Born in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969
My name is no one,
playing
Suddenly your heart is pounding
Wishing secretly you were a star
But don't be fooled by the radio
The TV or the magazines
They show you
And when God gave out rhythm
He sure was good to you
You could add, subtract, multiply and divide by two
I know today's your birthday
And I
opulence
This is a stick up, this is a trigger, kill you a nigga, we live forever
America
America
America
America
This is a stick up, this is a trigger, kill
Gray skies casting a gray light
The crow flies far away and out of sight
Darkness falls followed by an endless night
Gather round by a flickering
of America's most wanted
In the same motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
Y'all niggas about to feel this
"God Bless America"
By Irving Berlin
While the storm clouds gather far across the sea,
let us swear allegiance to a land that's free.
Let us
six cardinal colors:
Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple
And there are 3, 000 shades
And if you take these 3, 000
Shades and divide them by 6
sees beyond the years)
(Thine alabaster cities gleam undimmed by human tears)
America, America, God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with
some suggestions from the special relationship
Let's make America great again
By making racists ashamed again
Let's make compassion in fashion again
of traveling to go
And they were wild and free
Happy as could be in America
They were wild and free
Everything to see in America, America
Late one night by
[Trick Daddy]
'Posed to be...
Land of the free
I don't see how
Count me in
Uh
America
Oh
America
Ha-ha-ha
America (America)
Sweet land
bed with you
You're on candid camera, we just un-elected you, ha
I am the owl
I seek out the foul
Wipe 'em away, keep America free
For
towns that have no name
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of rusted automobiles
Singin', "Good morning America, how are ya?"
Talking by the pool of light, language from America.
She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd
They are not a melting pot, say
All you white people out there that think
You're down with America can forget it.
'Cause they TAX all of us.
All of us one by one.
Just
It was a cold, bright day in America
The sun hanging low
Outbound evolutionary road
Not knowing what was coming,
Or what we left behind
We felt
full of old black men
And the graveyards of rusted automobiles
[Chorus]
Good mornin' America, how are you?
Don't you know me? I'm your native son!
nobleness
And ev’ry gain divine.
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years;
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears.
America
of America
Where nothing comes for free
Here in America
The land by the sea
For all I could be is with you
She smiles and says
There's nothing to worry
Life's
'Cause I'ma keep it G real
I don't fuck with you cuz
You disrespected me
You disrespect my hood by telling me take off my flag asking how gangsta
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