| Yo, we’re going flag shopping
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| I pledge allegiance to the flag
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| Of the United States of America
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| Yo, USA
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| We’re going flag shopping for American flags
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| They’re staring at our turbans
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| They’re calling them rags
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| They’re calling them towels
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| They’re calling them diapers
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| They’re more like crowns
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| Let’s strike them like vipers
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| I know why they mad
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| But why call us A-rabs
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| We sad like they sad
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| But now we buy they flags
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| Spying on our Muslim brother
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| While staring at our mother
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| Lover they some bad mother fuckers
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| We’re going flag shopping
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| We’re going flag shopping
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| The kids are throwing stones
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| We complain but they ain’t stopping
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| On your way to the top
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| And now they want you to stop
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| Your mama pray to god
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| But your dad’ll lose his job
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| Your dad mad cause he lost all clients
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| Dad, why you crying?
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| I thought that we had the spirit of the lion
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| He take it out on you
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| His belt big like Orion’s
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| The NSA be spyin'
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| We’re going American flag shopping
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| Red, white, blue on our crib
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| The neighbors threw rocks at the house
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| They making it harder to live
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| They wanna shorter version
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| They wanna nickname
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| They wanna Toby us
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| Like we Kunta Kinte
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| Federal agents tap my mobile phone
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| And use drones to track my mobile home
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| The towers hit the planes
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| I guess it was written
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| But now they all lookin' at us different
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| They lookin' at us different
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| They lookin' at us different
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| Yo, why they lookin' at us different?
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| They wakin' up my friend at night for no reason
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| They promised him freedom
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| Now he guilty for treason
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| The kids are leaving school
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| They’re all misleading tools
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| And I was there
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| I saw the towers and the planes
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| And I’ll never be the same
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| Never ever be the same
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| I seen things that I never wanna see again
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| I heard things that I never wanna hear again
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| And now we’re going flag shopping
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| Yeahhhh |