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!

CHORUS:

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!

CHORUS:

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!

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