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

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

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Me and my still cool and my uncles is with us
France Russia and and we all killas
But it's this nigga named that's out of control
Rollin with and Turkey and them niggas is bold
fuckin' with my uncles and we all went to war
Uncle France 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 uncle Italy and he was gone
I was neutral when hit me guess that he knew
I aint gone' let my family fight without me in too
Woulda' lost if I hit Germany's weapon supply
Japanese was always ready to die
Dropped atomic bomb let niggas know that it's real
Speak soft with a big do what I say or be killed
I'm America!

You know you know God 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 with the
He supported the so I rolled with South Vietnam
Thought it would be easy but almost 60 thousand
They was harder than Korea so we ran for our
It's a family called the Middle East and they got
Sellin' oil they don't cut me in then off their head
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 patna' named gave 'em weapons and money
Nigga started getting' and he start actin' funny
Arabia's cool gotta son Bin Laden
I was trainin' his to go against the Russians and stop 'em
Then he to say I need to take my soldiers and cut
Gave 'em the finger that's 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 invented this shit called rap
my secrets that's why I'm puttin' their heads on flat
Built an empire and it might not last
But I bet I go down in history as the one that
I'm America!

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

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