Lyrics:
(whoa)
All types of Euros and Yen (tax)
I got money in Berlin (Berlin)
I told the Lord forgive me for my sins (oh)
'Cause I don't wanna do it again
(about.)
You had a cold for a year, are you trying to bring a cold into zis country. oh my God don't cough on me. what is this medal say. sais berlin
boots with spurs on the heels
Saddle up your horse for this country ride
Wave your cowgirl hat to show your country pride
Miles of road led us to where
of
These vile Anarchists once and for
All remember to keep your
Head up in these times of despair
And times of sadness remember
That my rise
brahms... here in america you've got your fred mcdowell, your irving berlin, your glenn miller, and your booker t & the mg's
.Another example of the great
Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Bitch ima country boy
Spin the block my tractor I'm like fuck a phantom
Rocking my
To kids in Switzerland, then off to Berlin on a fast train
Represent for every nation that I'm taken around
Countries want to build walls and I break 'em
attention
On the track riding my yz 85 baby
And it's bad as can be
On a wheelie when I pass by
Country boy providing for my family
Country boy I put on for
Truck bed full of country
Style playboy bunnies
And I stay turnt up like that biker bar
Stay crazy like that Monster Jam
My ass ain't signed by nobody but
getting no younger
And these lil niggas on demon time they ready for some drama
I get that pimping from my daddy and that gangsta from my momma
And i cook
don't you ever cry for me
'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
To take a ride through the country
Up, dressed, and gone by
Brahms...Here in America you've got your Fred McDowell,
your Irving Berlin, your Glenn Miller, and your Booker T & The MG's, people.
Another example of the great
You have a purpose for me, God
Reveal your purpose
Make me serve my brothers and my sisters
Make me serve my country
Make me serve
Human beings like me
know your boy will be alright
I thought the big city life was the place for me
But things ain't always what they cracked up to be
Fell flat on my
asked for it this way
Well I'm sorry I won't eat that shit mister
Cause for some stupid reason I still love my country
For some stupid reason I still love
of they lingo
And make sure I screw my words up
Bravo for your swagger-jackin'
I'm overwhelmed by your dedication
You actually fooled these people into
of they lingo
And make sure I screw my words up
Bravo for your swagger-jackin'
I'm overwhelmed by your dedication
You actually fooled these people into
your average MC
They'll flee
We'll make 'em stutter
C'monâ?¦
Chorus
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC's bring the delicacies
It's a meeting
country to divide all the spoils
My country sells death my country sells war
One by one right into the pit
Baton pig spread him open
Crease his sperm for
me all about your country
Jambo!
I'm from Kenya
And my language is Swahili
Our country is part of Africa
And we're known for our safaris
We love
I got country cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
Want it simply put? You can't rip me, when I spit for the set,
plane."
"American bandstand. And now, here he is, the star of our show, Dick Clark."
"Ask not what your country can do for you. Ask what you can do
your drinks up high
For my country folk (hey) my country folk (hey)
See me and Bubba, we've been doin' this a long while
It sure seems a lot longer than
heel, so don't you ever cry for me,
I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come,
Take a ride through the country.
Up, dressed, and gone by
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