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Hustlin's in my blood my father's name is
His history consisted of killin' and pimpin
Filthy rich and the biggest killer that you ever
Once I'm older I'm takin' ima be king
I was locked up in when he got the new land
Opened his cells I guess how the story began
mission was to clear it out and claim it as mine
Indigenous people peaceful it took no time
Great grandmother was blind and disabled
Sons was traitors we played divide and conquer
Sold her children into slavery and quick
Started makin' deals and that's how I got rich
Daddy Britain found out and to put me in check
He understand I'm a man and I deserve some respect
Tried to bring it to me but I play for and I won
Still my daddy but you the only man with a gun
More money More problems little is wild
call 'em The South he's country with a big ass mouth
Tried to show 'em new but he don't wanna change
I love 'em but I knew I'd blow out his brains
I'm America!

You know you know God America
You you know God Bless America
You know you know God

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Me and my daddy still cool and my is with us
Russia and Italy and we all killas
But it's this nigga named that's out of control
Rollin with Japan and and them niggas is bold
Started fuckin' with my uncles and we all to war
France damn near died at the tip of his sword
When the cleared we won let 'em retreat
Shoulda' killed 'em cause knew they had us close to defeat
it off again 20 years later it was on
This time my Italy traded and he was gone
I was neutral when hit me guess that he knew
I aint gone' let my family without me jumpin' in too
Woulda' lost if I didn't hit Germany's supply
Kamikaze was always ready to die
atomic bomb let them niggas know that it's real
Speak soft with a big stick do I say or be killed
I'm America!

You know you God Bless America
You know you God Bless America
You know you God Bless

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I'm racin' with my uncle Russia we the ones the guns
He supported the so I rolled with South Vietnam
it would be easy but almost 60 thousand died
They was harder than Korea so we ran for our
a family called the Middle East and they got bread
Sellin' oil they don't cut me in then off with their
I got a named Israel that's right in the middle
Pay his allowance as as he can dance to my fiddle
I had a named Iraq gave 'em weapons and money
Nigga started getting' and he start actin' funny
Arabia's cool gotta son Bin Laden
I was trainin' his soldiers to go against the Russians and 'em
Then he to say I need to take my soldiers and cut
Gave 'em the finger when he flipped and blew my shit up
I took it to 'em, and then I it back to Iraq and if you ain't my blood brother you gonna be flat on
yo'
The sons of Africa just invented this shit rap
Tellin' my secrets that's why I'm puttin' their heads on
Built an empire quick and it not last
But I bet I go in history as the one that smashed
I'm America!

You you know God Bless America
You know you know God Bless
You know you know God

Hustlin's in my blood my father's is Britain
Hustlin's in my blood my father's is Britain
The red the white the red the white the
The red the the red the white the blue