| Ladies and gentlemen
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| Good afternoon from the flight deck
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| Were cruising at 37, 000 feet and we just passed over the coast
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| We will be beginning our descent in about a 30 minutes
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| Like to take this opportunity to welcome you to America
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| Ta na na na muchawa
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| Ta na na na muchawa
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| Ta na na na muchawa ta na na na na
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| Uh I was made in America land of the free, home of the brave
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| Right up under your nose you might see a sex slave being traded
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| And will do anything for the money
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| Boy, a momma might sell her babies
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| Sell porn sell pills anything to pay the bills
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| Anything to bring that pay
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| Gotta scratch that itch gotta scratch them ticks
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| Ain’t rich but I might be
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| And I’mma shoot these flicks I’mma turn these tricks anything for a slight fee
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| Yea made in America
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| Momma told me that I belong here
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| Had to earn our stripes had to learn all rights had to fight for a home here
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| But I wouldn’t know a thing about that
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| All I know is drugs and rap
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| I probably could have been some kinda doctor
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| Instead of holding guns and crack
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| I was born in the mainland
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| Great-grandpa from a strange land
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| He was stripped away and given bricks to lay
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| I guess you could say he a slave hand
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| But I was made in America
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| So I don’t know a thing about that
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| All I know is uncle Sam look-in for me working on his corner so I know I gotta
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| pay tax
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| Gettin' paid in America
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| I was raised in America
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| And this is all I ever known
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| If I’m wrong then you better come save me America
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| Ta na na na muchawa muchawa
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| Ta na na na muchawa muchawa
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| Ta na na na muchawa muchawa
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| Ta na na na muchawa muchawa
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| Welcome to America
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| Welcome to America
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| Welcome to America
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| Welcome to America
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| Welcome to America
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| Man I’d die for America
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| I serve my time for America
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| Got shot shot back with the war
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| Got back and ain’t nobody give a jack in America
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| I could lost my life boy I lost my wife
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| I can’t even get right in my home land
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| Pulling sweats hold ticks paranoia
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| Looking out for a threat in own land
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| I was trained in America
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| How they get up in the planes in America
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| People running into buildings
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| Taking out them buildings
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| People getting killed in America
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| And I’m still in America
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| Though America ain’t feeling me
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| I went to war for this country
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| Turn around came home and you rid of me
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| When y’all free here saying you don’t wanna be here
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| Well you probably couldn’t breathe here if I didn’t load a couple magazines here
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| Y’all just complain in America
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| I’m jumping out of military planes for America
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| Aye I was made in America
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| That’s why I’m out here saving America
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| I got a brother in the cemetery now
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| Cause he wanted y’all safe
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| And everybody want the freedom but nobody want to hear about-face
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| We bled for America
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| To keep y’all fed in America
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| But whats the point of talking a lot of y’all don’t really even care America
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| Ta na na na muchawa muchawa ta na na na
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| Ta na na na muchawa muchawa ta na na na
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| Welcome to America
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| Welcome to America
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| Welcome to America
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| Welcome to America
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| Welcome to America
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| Ta na na na muchawa
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| Ta na na na muchawa
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| Ta na na na muchawa ta na na na na
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| Uh, I wish I lived in America
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| Wanna raise my kids in America
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| Heard everybody rich all I gotta do is run jump kick
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| I’m a hit in your area
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| So please pick me America
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| I know you probably never loved me
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| You never hear about me on the news
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| And you’ve probably never been to my country
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| I hear you selling education and got clothes that you throw away
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| Got plenty food in your nation
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| I can tell cause a lot of y’all are over weight
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| I already work for y’all
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| I’m at a sweatshops making these shirts for y’all
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| Naw I ain’t gettin money
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| Go to bed hungry but I make some exports for y’all
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| Y’all don’t know a thing about that
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| You was made in America
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| I’m trying to find me a ticket
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| Where the sky is the limit catch a plane to America
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| It should be plain to America
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| Y’all blessed people got it made
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| Heard y’all don’t play no more
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| Y’all ain’t saved no more
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| Y’all looking for another way
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| Well I hope it ain’t true
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| But I’m packing my suit
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| Farewell to my mother land
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| Sayin bye to my loved ones
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| Fate hear I come I’m gone to another land
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| I done made it to America
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| I’m amazed at America
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| But I couldn’t get approval to stay so they sent me away from America |