| Give me my freedom
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| Run from these demons
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| Please don’t give 'em a reason
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| To spill blood on my sneakers
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| So I just put my hand up
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| Then they put me in handcuffs
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| They just scared 'cause they don’t understand us
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| Try to beat us down when we try to stand up
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| I didn’t even do nothin'
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| America, the beautiful
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| America, the murderer
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| America, the funeral
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| Oh!
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| America, God bless America
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| They say they want freedom
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| But I don’t believe 'em
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| 'Cause they’ll find any reason
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| To kill off they own people
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| If they’d just put they hands up
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| Wouldn’t reach for my handgun
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| They just scared 'cause they don’t understand us
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| Maybe if they tried pullin' they pants up
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| Oh!
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| (Make it easier to run)
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| America, the beautiful
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| America, the murderer
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| America, the funeral
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| Oh!
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| America, God bless America
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| Give me my freedom, yeah
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| Oh, baby
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| Yeah
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| Just give me my freedom
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| America, the beautiful
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| America, (Oh, say the truth of.) the murderer
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| (What's it like living in.)
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| .America, the funeral
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| Oh!
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| America, God bless America
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| America, the beautiful
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| America, the murderer
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| America, the funeral
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| Oh!
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| America, God bless America |