(ADmoney)
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I know you all just wanna hear some, mellow laid back something for the
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heart
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You know what I'm saying
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That good old American pride
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[Scotty Edge]
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Well I'm American this I'm American that
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From the cold water flat and my emigrant cap
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Never turn your back cause these colours don't run
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When it's time to go to war you better man them guns
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Cause the older the fiddle the sweeter the tune
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I ain't no senators son born with no silver spoon
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It's the first man on the moon
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Don't like it don't stay
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It's the good ol' Lordz of Brookln from the U-S of A
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[Chorus]
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I'm a Lord, Lord to the day that I die
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A real man drives a Chevy, drinks a Bud when he's dry
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Taste the whole apple pie, cause the limits the sky
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I'm a Lord to the day that I die
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Lordz of Brooklyn to the day that I die
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I'm a Lord to the day that I die
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Lordz of Brooklyn to the day that I die
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[ADmoney]
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Well I'm American and yo I'll die for the pride
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It's the star spangled ban-ner right in your eye
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Here to serve your ass with some straight up grass
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Right out the still hit you hard real fast
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Put down my cloddy let's get it on
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Put up your dukes I'm gonna drop that bomb
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I'm not here to speak but to speak upon a lesson
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Raise my flag high put my hand on my chest
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and the gun on my back and I'm off to the war
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To settle the score
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Right or wrong
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Here's to the men lost in Vietnam
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This one goes out to my Sis and my Mom
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[Chorus]
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[Kaves]
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Once upon a time in America
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Real men drove a Chevy not an Acura
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Do you think you're tough I might laugh at ya
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Cause my aim is quite spectacular
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[Scotty Edge]
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Well it's the blue collar, barber shop pallor
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I trust in God like the almighty dollar
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We be taking a stand like the quiet man
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An American band we're coming to your land
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With some proud about our past shit
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Some hard working class shit
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On Sunday go to mass and on Monday kick your ass shit
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From sea to frigging sea we're being all we can be
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I said A Tree Grows In Brooklyn it's about a family
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My mother out the window hanging clothes on the line
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My father on the job who never crossed the picket line
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My crew in the joint who gotta fight to do their time
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If you listen to the words then you'll understand the rhyme
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[Chorus]
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(Kid talking till fadeout)
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"I'm a Lord to the day that I die
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Lordz of Brooklyn to the day that I die"
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