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Us History - текст песни



Us History


Hustlin's in my blood my father's name is Britain


His history consisted of robbery killin' and pimpin


Filthy rich and the biggest killer that you ever seen


Once I'm older I'm takin' over ima be king


I was locked up in jail when he got the new land


Opened his cells I guess that's how the story began


First mission was to clear it out and claim it as mine


Indigenous people were peaceful it took no time


Great grandmother Africa was blind and disabled


Sons was traitors we played divide and conquer invaded


Sold her children into slavery and profited quick


Started makin' side deals and that's how I got rich


Daddy Britain found out and tried to put me in check


He don't understand I'm a man and I deserve some respect


Tried to bring it to me but I play for keeps and I won


Still my daddy but you ain't the only man with a gun


More money More problems little brother is wild


They call 'em The South he's country with a big ass mouth


Tried to show 'em new business but he don't wanna change


I love 'em but I knew eventually I'd blow out his brains


I'm America!








You know you know God Bless America


You know you know God Bless America


You know you know God Bless








Me and my daddy still cool and my uncles is with us


France Russia and Italy and we all killas


But it's this nigga named Germany that's out of control


Rollin with Japan and Turkey and them niggas is bold


Started fuckin' with my uncles and we all went to war


Uncle France damn near died at the tip of his sword


When the smoke cleared we won let 'em retreat


Shoulda' killed 'em cause they knew they had us close to defeat


Kicked it off again 20 years later it was on


This time my uncle Italy traded and he was gone


I was neutral when Japan hit me guess that he knew


I aint gone' let my family fight without me jumpin' in too


Woulda' lost if I didn't hit Germany's weapon supply


Kamikaze Japanese was always ready to die


Dropped atomic bomb let them niggas know that it's real


Speak soft with a big stick do what I say or be killed


I'm America!








You know you know God Bless America


You know you know God Bless America


You know you know God Bless








I'm racin' with my uncle Russia we the ones with the guns


He supported the North so I rolled with South Vietnam


Thought it would be easy but almost 60 thousand died


They was harder than Korea so we ran for our lives


It's a family called the Middle East and they got bread


Sellin' oil they don't cut me in then off with their head


I got a nephew named Israel that's right in the middle


Pay his allowance as long as he can dance to my fiddle


I had a patna' named Iraq gave 'em weapons and money


Nigga started getting' power and he start actin' funny


Saudi Arabia's cool gotta son Bin Laden


I was trainin' his soldiers to go against the Russians and stop 'em


Then he tried to say I need to take my soldiers and cut


Gave '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 ain't my blood brother you gonna be flat on


yo' back


The sons of Africa just invented this shit called rap


Tellin' my secrets that's why I'm puttin' their heads on flat


Built an empire quick and it might not last


But I bet I go down in history as the one that smashed


I'm America!








You know you know God Bless America


You know you know God Bless America


You know you know God Bless





Hustlin's in my blood my father's name is Britain


Hustlin's in my blood my father's name is Britain


The red the white the red the white the blue


The red the white the red the white the blue



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