America (by Mike Silveira) - remix of Palmdale (by Afroman)
Just like thugs
we used to slay
British troupes erry’day
Guerillas killin' the Brits on each step,
sellin' freedom and liberty to boost our rep.
We took issue to how they controlled our lives,
So we fought that war, hoping freedom survives.
But when we won, we made some rules.
We had to separate ourselves from those fuckin’ fools.
Had to retool,
Threw up the Constitution as a result of our feat,
Never again would we be treated like meat.
But we still weren’t done, had work to do.
So we threw up some Amendments too.
Freedom of speech.
Right to bear arms.
Tryin’ so hard not to do no harm.
No more need to fear the man.
Just as long as we stuck to the plan.
(give it to me now.)
America, (Hell yeah.) come back to me.
I miss you and I loved you, baby.
America, come back to me.
(Check it out, check it out, check it out.)
No more oppression, no more Brits.
Damn I like how this slipper fits.
Our people finally get to decide what’s right.
Finally democracy begins to ignite.
I started reppin’ the blue along with the white and red.
“The Star Spangled Banner” always stuck in my head.
I have to admit, I was proud.
I could even practice my religion aloud.
I had no reason to doubt this success,
I thought it’d last forever, I must confess.
But every great thing must come to an end.
Land of the free. Home of the brave.
Might as well be written on America’s grave.
Because this ain’t what I signed up for.
This ain’t the America I loved no more.
(bring it back to me now.)
America, (Hell, yeah.) come back to me.
I miss you and I loved you, baby.
(check it out.)
Marcus was just a nerdy kid,
Abducted one day without knowing what he coulda did,
Explosions everywhere. Fear in his heart,
Intimidation in Severe Hair Cut Lady, and she looked the part.
Oh no!
Where’d Darryl go?
Swear he was just here a little while ago!
Unlocked his cell phone. Took long enough.
Obviously Marcus don’t like it rough.
But the damage was done.
No longer w1n5t0n. He was done with games and fun.
He and his homies created Xnet
Now m1k3y is the government’s newest threat.
The DHS finally deterred,
With the help of Miss Barbara Stratford.
Marcus stuck it to the man.
And, for that, I’m his biggest fan.
(“Hell ya!”)
America, (Hell, yeah) come back to me.
I miss you and I loved you, baby.
America, come back to me.
(check it out, check it out, check it out.)
Now he can blog.
Now he can hack.
Can’t get enough codes to crack.
Ange wants his “d”.
My boi’s finally livin’ well and free.
The DHS is finally off our case,
“Thank you Marcus” sincerely, The Human Race.
But it’s not just about this one case.
It’s about all the damage it seemed to erase.
People died to make this country free,
And our reality was one they refused to foresee.
So turn on the TV,
Egypt. Lybia, fightin’ for what could be.
Maybe we should join the fight
To get back our inalienable rights.
Washington,
Jefferson,
Wouldn’t stand for this.
It’s up to people like Marcus to lead us out of the abyss.
But Marcus ain’t real.
We can’t be afraid to show how we really feel.
The moral of the story is someone has to act.
This is unconstitutional. We have to react.
Let’s wipe our tears, face our fears, and hope change appears.
(America.)
America, come back to me.
I miss you and I loved you, baby.
America,(America) come back to me.
Cause that's how my heartache began, heartache began.
America, come back to me.
I miss you and I loved you, baby.
America, come back to me.
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