[Verse 1]
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Hustlin's in my blood my father's name is Britain
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His history consisted of robbery killin' and pimpin
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Filthy rich and the biggest killer that you ever seen
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Once I'm older I'm takin' over ima be king
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I was locked up in jail when he got the new land
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Opened his cells I guess that's how the story began
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First mission was to clear it out and claim it as mine
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Indigenous people were peaceful it took no time
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Great grandmother Africa was blind and disabled
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Sons was traitors we played divide and conquer invaded
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Sold her children into slavery and profited quick
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Started makin' side deals and that's how I got rich
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Daddy Britain found out and tried to put me in check
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He don't understand I'm a man and I deserve some respect
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Tried to bring it to me but I play for keeps and I won
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Still my daddy but you ain't the only man with a gun
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More money More problems little brother is wild
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They call 'em The South he's country with a big ass mouth
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Tried to show 'em new business but he don't wanna change
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I love 'em but I knew eventually I'd blow out his brains
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I'm America!
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[Chorus]
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You know you know God Bless America
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You know you know God Bless America
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You know you know God Bless
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[Verse 2]
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Me and my daddy still cool and my uncles is with us
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France Russia and Italy and we all killas
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But it's this nigga named Germany that's out of control
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Rollin with Japan and Turkey and them niggas is bold
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Started fuckin' with my uncles and we all went to war
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Uncle France damn near died at the tip of his sword
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When the smoke cleared we won let 'em retreat
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Shoulda' killed 'em cause they knew they had us close to defeat
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Kicked it off again 20 years later it was on
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This time my uncle Italy traitored and he was gone
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I was neutral when Japan hit me guess that he knew
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I aint gone' let my family fight without me jumpin' in too
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Woulda' lost if I didn't hit Germany's weapon supply
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Kamikaze Japanese was always ready to die
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Dropped atomic bomb let them niggas know that it's real
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Speak soft with a big stick do what I say or be killed
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I'm America!
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[CHORUS]
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You know you know God Bless America
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You know you know God Bless America
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You know you know God Bless
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[Verse 3]
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I'm racin' with my uncle Russia we the ones with the guns
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He supported the North so I rolled with South Vietnam
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Thought it would be easy but almost 60 thousand died
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They was harder than Korea so we ran for our lives
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It's a family called the Middle East and they got bread
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Sellin' oil they don't cut me in then off with their head
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I got a nephew named Israel that's right in the middle
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Pay his allowance as long as he can dance to my fiddle
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I had a patna' named Iraq gave 'em weapons and money
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Nigga started getting' power and he start actin' funny
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Saudi Arabia's cool gotta son Bin Laden
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I was trainin' his soldiers to go against the Russians and stop 'em
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Then he tried to say I need to take my soldiers and cut
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Gave 'em the finger that's when he flipped and blew my shit up
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I took it to 'em, and then I took it back to Iraq and if you ain't my blood brother you gonna be flat on
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yo' back
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The sons of Africa just invented this shit called rap
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Tellin' my secrets that's why I'm puttin' their heads on flat
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Built an empire quick and it might not last
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But I bet I go down in history as the one that smashed
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I'm America!
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[Chorus]
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You know you know God Bless America
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You know you know God Bless America
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You know you know God Bless
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Hustlin's in my blood my father's name is Britain
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Hustlin's in my blood my father's name is Britain
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The red the white the red the white the blue
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The red the white the red the white the blue
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US History
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