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Written by me, sung by a friend. Discuss.
edit: I don't have a recording setup so the quality is crap but I don't care because Amerikkka!
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My country tis of thee,
Sweet land of killing sprees, of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers raped
Where white men discriminate
From every Martin Luther King Street, | let freedom ring!
My native country, thee,
Land of expensive weed; thy name I love.
I await my early death;
Smoke inhaled with every breath
To all the damn towelheads | death from God above.
Let rap swell the breeze,
From stolen, burned CDs, sweet freedom's song;
And when my neighbor’s wake;
And their fists they do shake;
I’ll just turn up the bass, “screw you, douche”.
George Bush, our God, to thee,
master of stra-teg-ery, to thee we sing;
Countless wars we incite
Who needs a cause to fight?
The whole world is our right, we own everything
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Jul 4 2006, 2:31 pm (Edited on Jul 4 2006, 2:41 pm)
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Jul 4 2006, 2:42 pm
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Urgh, I thought this said "Artekia" :[
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Humorous? Try obnoxious and arythmic. Better to stick to territory you understand.
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