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

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

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Me and my daddy still cool and my is with us
France Russia and and we all killas
But it's nigga named Germany that's out of control
Rollin with Japan and Turkey and niggas is bold
Started fuckin' with my and we all went to war
Uncle France damn died at the tip of his sword
When the smoke cleared we won let 'em
Shoulda' killed 'em cause they knew they had us to defeat
Kicked it off 20 years later it was on
This time my uncle traded and he was gone
I was when Japan 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 Japanese was always to die
Dropped atomic bomb let them niggas that it's real
Speak with a big stick do what I say or be killed
I'm America!

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

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

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

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