Bless America Lyrics
| Song | Bless America |
| Artist | Pastor Troy |
| Album | Universal Soldier |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Derringer, Pastor Troy | |
| I am a real American | |
| Fight for the rights of every man | |
| When it rain it pours, thunder and lightning | |
| These cowards is trifling | |
| They got me, watching for high jackers | |
| Watching for terrorism, bet I ain't playin with 'em | |
| The nine get 'em | |
| It's horror when you don't know if you gone ever see tomorrow | |
| Or your partner, maybe a loved one, maybe your auntie | |
| Think you gone take from me, well then it's on g | |
| Jesus is coming back, soon as he lay attack | |
| I bust my rifle, I'll wave my bible | |
| Crankin' my army up because we know what' up | |
| They hit pentagon and now it's Babylon | |
| Bless America | |
| [Chorus (repeat 4x)] | |
| America, no country like it | |
| America, let's get united | |
| We all fightin | |
| A couple cases of anthrax | |
| Though I ain't sweatin | |
| Me and my homies got army gadgets | |
| No it aint magic | |
| You bomb me, I bomb you | |
| This is a ?? | |
| Pastor sucka, U.S Marines, Army, Navy on the same team | |
| It's not a dream, its reality | |
| Miseducated, to all casualty | |
| You capture me, I'mma be dumpin something | |
| I'm from America buddy you better tell him something | |
| Usama Bin Laden, we see you, we blasting | |
| Buddy we want you, dead or alive | |
| And when we catch you, got a surprise | |
| Fuck the Taliban, fuck the marathon | |
| Sucka, fuck everything, and just let freedom ring | |
| Bless America | |
| [Chorus (repeat until song ends)] |
| zuo qu : Derringer, Pastor Troy | |
| I am a real American | |
| Fight for the rights of every man | |
| When it rain it pours, thunder and lightning | |
| These cowards is trifling | |
| They got me, watching for high jackers | |
| Watching for terrorism, bet I ain' t playin with ' em | |
| The nine get ' em | |
| It' s horror when you don' t know if you gone ever see tomorrow | |
| Or your partner, maybe a loved one, maybe your auntie | |
| Think you gone take from me, well then it' s on g | |
| Jesus is coming back, soon as he lay attack | |
| I bust my rifle, I' ll wave my bible | |
| Crankin' my army up because we know what' up | |
| They hit pentagon and now it' s Babylon | |
| Bless America | |
| Chorus repeat 4x | |
| America, no country like it | |
| America, let' s get united | |
| We all fightin | |
| A couple cases of anthrax | |
| Though I ain' t sweatin | |
| Me and my homies got army gadgets | |
| No it aint magic | |
| You bomb me, I bomb you | |
| This is a ?? | |
| Pastor sucka, U. S Marines, Army, Navy on the same team | |
| It' s not a dream, its reality | |
| Miseducated, to all casualty | |
| You capture me, I' mma be dumpin something | |
| I' m from America buddy you better tell him something | |
| Usama Bin Laden, we see you, we blasting | |
| Buddy we want you, dead or alive | |
| And when we catch you, got a surprise | |
| Fuck the Taliban, fuck the marathon | |
| Sucka, fuck everything, and just let freedom ring | |
| Bless America | |
| Chorus repeat until song ends |
| zuò qǔ : Derringer, Pastor Troy | |
| I am a real American | |
| Fight for the rights of every man | |
| When it rain it pours, thunder and lightning | |
| These cowards is trifling | |
| They got me, watching for high jackers | |
| Watching for terrorism, bet I ain' t playin with ' em | |
| The nine get ' em | |
| It' s horror when you don' t know if you gone ever see tomorrow | |
| Or your partner, maybe a loved one, maybe your auntie | |
| Think you gone take from me, well then it' s on g | |
| Jesus is coming back, soon as he lay attack | |
| I bust my rifle, I' ll wave my bible | |
| Crankin' my army up because we know what' up | |
| They hit pentagon and now it' s Babylon | |
| Bless America | |
| Chorus repeat 4x | |
| America, no country like it | |
| America, let' s get united | |
| We all fightin | |
| A couple cases of anthrax | |
| Though I ain' t sweatin | |
| Me and my homies got army gadgets | |
| No it aint magic | |
| You bomb me, I bomb you | |
| This is a ?? | |
| Pastor sucka, U. S Marines, Army, Navy on the same team | |
| It' s not a dream, its reality | |
| Miseducated, to all casualty | |
| You capture me, I' mma be dumpin something | |
| I' m from America buddy you better tell him something | |
| Usama Bin Laden, we see you, we blasting | |
| Buddy we want you, dead or alive | |
| And when we catch you, got a surprise | |
| Fuck the Taliban, fuck the marathon | |
| Sucka, fuck everything, and just let freedom ring | |
| Bless America | |
| Chorus repeat until song ends |
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