My American Life by Abe tha Babe

Tha name's Abe, holla if you wanna play,
but if it's fer life or death...look the other way.
There ain't a figure more bigger than Thor, figure
your better off in a figure four. Futher-
more, I'll flip yer whore...sample her be-
twixt some brethren and call her a smore.
Baberaham Lincoln's gone score, with a
little more, like celebrity porn.

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Hooo! And God bless my American life,
Hooo! And God bless my American wife,
Hooo! And God bless my American right, to
do it big, and get rich or die tryin'
Hooo! And God bless my American life,
Hooo! And God bless my American wife,
Hooo! And God bless my American pie, it
ain't cherry, it's mary, like it's Christmas time...

I'm a capitalist, I ain't gone lie,
if Jay-Z can do it, shit, so can I,
and the Stabbin' Hobo gone live free or die,
so I don't tax him, like the IRS
might. Why? We're white, right? Dem
boys stick together like pieces of rice, I
heard white privilege is nice...so I
bring all my colorful friends into the light.
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Red...for the injuns, who grew this land,
and for the blood and the passion, that moved this land.
White...for the fathers who knew this land, was
right for the fightin' and the freedom, to choose this land.
Blue...for the backs of blacks, used for this land,
'til finally we're just fam. Stars and
stripes...for the heart 'o life, no more man a-
gainst man, now we harmonize like a big band,

and I'm a big fan, born and bred a
redneck, homegrown on grits, cornbread and ham.
Papa was a big man with a big hand,
that hurt, I led his ass into quicksand.

Mama was a flirt who used to cut her skirts for some
quick cash, but one little sperm slipped past,
I coulda hung my head, like whiplash,
bitchin' 'bout shit I never could get past...

...but then I'd be like them. Forget that.
I came from trash and made the shit rap
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