U.S. History by Flipsyde
This song's been on my mind all day:
[Verse 1]
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 a 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!
[Chorus]
You know, you know, God Bless America.
You know, you know, God Bless America.
You know, you know, God Bless...
[Verse 2]
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!
[CHORUS]
You know, you know, God Bless America.
You know, you know, God Bless America.
You know, you know, God Bless...
[Verse 3]
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!
[Chorus]
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.
Click to view[Verse 1]
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 a 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!
[Chorus]
You know, you know, God Bless America.
You know, you know, God Bless America.
You know, you know, God Bless...
[Verse 2]
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!
[CHORUS]
You know, you know, God Bless America.
You know, you know, God Bless America.
You know, you know, God Bless...
[Verse 3]
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!
[Chorus]
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.