Sweet King Martin
Sweet Queen Coretta
Sweet Brother Malcom
Sweet Queen Betty
Sweet Mother Mary
Sweet Father Joesph, Sweet Jesus
We made it in america
Sweet Baby Jesus,ooooh
oh Sweet Baby Jesus
We made it in america
Oh, Sweet Baby Jesus, We made it in america
Sweet Baby Jesus, oooh
We made it in america
I told my mama I was on the come up
She said "you going to school I'll give you a summer"
Then she met No Id and gave me his nubmer
10 years later she's driving a hummer
Niggas hustle everyday for a beat from Ye
What i do? Turn around and give them beats to Jay
And I'm rapping on the beat they supposed to buy
I geuss I'm getting high off my own supply
Downtown mixing fabrics trying to find the magic
Started a little blog just to get some traffic
Old folks'll tell you not to play in traffic
A million hits and the web crashes - damn!
South Park had them all laughing
Now all my niggas designing and we all swaggin'
Ignore the critics just to say we did it
This ain't no fashion show, motherf-cker, we live it
I pledge allegiance, uh, to my Grandma
For that banana pudding, our piece of Americana
Our apple pie was supplied through Arm & Hammer
Straight out the kitchen, shh don't wake Nana!
Built a republic, that still stands
I'm trying to lead a nation, to leave to my little man's
Or my daughter, so I'm boiling this water
The scales was lopsided, I'm just restoring order
Hold up, here comes grandma, what's up YaYa?
What's that smell? Oh I'm just boiling some aqua
No papa, bad Santa
The streets raised me, pardon my bad manners
I got my liberty, chopping grams up
Street justice, I pray God understand us
I pledge allegiance to all the scramblers
This is the Star Spangled Banner