US History - Flipsyde

[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 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