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Rap It In It's Flag (Prophetic Tracks from, July 2019! OMG​.​.​.​) * BANNED * 2022 *

by ustaknow

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1.
Heroines 02:51
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Her - o - ines, they'll be the death of me Her - o - ines, are white white paper kites Because we all mainline on great vain Leads to a center in our brain Better off, with little kids Cos when the smack begins to flow Oh, I really don't care too no All the jim-jams causing this frown All the poli -ticians, making crazy sounds Everybody Putin- every-body-else down And all the dead bodies, piled up, in DC-Nam And all the bodies piled up in DC-Nam And all the bodies piled up in DC-Nam And all the bodies piled up in DC-Nam And I guess that I just don't no No Hero - ine, to come save the day No Hero - ines, to help us nicely play Cos when..., the blood, begins to flow And it backs up in the Heroine's, neck When we're all closing in on death You can't help me, no not you And I guess, that I just don't -- no And I guess, that I just don't -- no
2.
They Say We Don't Give a Damn 02:21
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They say we don't give a damn.... But they don't know who we are They pray we don't do well ... But demand we carry their bags It makes no sense All their conscience Complaining and blaming us Why should we help, It's a high price to pay, feeding the damned hand that bites you They say we owe them But they've just arrived They shame and condemn us, They ask for revenge ... It makes no sense All their nonsense Complaining and blaming us Greeting us as, hey assholes It's high price to pay, feeding open handed closed hearts Hippies, and yippies, and now talking puppet heads Knee-jerk reactionary - osophers - Lao-tzu They shoot the horses up on twitch they now ride Wondering then why they walk cry and howl Am 5 - 6 // // [ / / / / / / / ] Just give me that red one over there
3.
El Condor No Pasa Peru (~original~) 01:48
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[Verse] Oh majestic condor spirit of the air See me here, see me here, you're so near haaa huhhh Oh Condor become me, not me you I'll fly away, and never remain, only free haaa huhhhh [Chorus] Return, me my be - loved land With love there for me My heart it flies untied with you It gives me hope unbound hope My unbound soul [Verse] Oh Condor of the Andes take me home Where rivers flow and snow fall glows Oh majestic condor spirit of the air Walk with me where our family grows
4.
Pikes Peak (Pub Dom re-write) 03:45
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God shed His grace on thee, [2x] O beautiful for halcyon skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above enameled plains America… [2x] God shed His grace on thee, Till souls wax fair as earth and air And music-hearted see… O beautiful for, pilgrims achieved Whose stern impassioned, stress of belief A thoroughfare, for freedom beat Across the world - o - mess, America! America! Christ shed His grace on thee America, Christ shed His grace on thee Red collared conservative point twitching plastic fingers Wishing Amerikind drop and die Let the disrespected freak flag wave high... Wave on wave on 3x [Oh, Yes…] O beautiful for glory-tale God shed His grace on thee Till selfish gain no longer stain, America… [3x] Oh beautiful for spacious skies… For amber waves of grain
5.
Old White Men - what to do with you 03:51
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Old white men, what now..., do we do If not for you what would now really really come due How many laws..., actions in kind, -- if not for you, you, you What would now come due... ..., to do..., do, do Old white men, what to do..., with the rest of you What would happen now, if all you died..., just withdrew What colored ageless sex power comes..., if unleashed..., their wild filled pen What would now come due if not for you..., you, you I hear old black women, direct their concerns for you The back lash revelation that'll come, not Sixty Four again What instead of Kennedy King and Church step skin, would've made due, to win We see you can't win for winning, why then do what's right again not new Yes..., what will come due, if not for you, you, you How many fought and died..., killed brother and kin for you who do not do How many beatings then grabbed their bats to win, then and now for you Why was it again that they did anything at all? Why demand their help now again? Oh yeah could'a been all their "fantasies" 'bout an unknown mocked God claimed dead? Oh yeah could'a been the One, and today, still don't know Him yet fed Oh yeah could'a been the other one instead, and not Him now for, your kin What would come due, if not for You..., You, You...
6.
Drink the Water of My Tears 03:29
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I'm glad for all my crying..., it's kept me well a-live I've been living on the water, of my tears now, to survive So Christ He said to me..., I gave, that living water What's in you..., it came from me It's my tears for you, you're drunk upon..., as much as you, can Sea As I curled up to His lap, all 6 foot three of me His capacity to hold me, had no limit that I could see I slept for just a moment, and back to dirt he put me I'm still not clear my direction home..., But now know..., this Resurrection [ oh oh oh ] For as long as I am dirt bound here, -- no de-construction, fears If even in confusion, I now proceed in life-song cheer Drink, the water of your tears, and not be drunk on all your fears There's something to this dirt we tread, and to know it puts you dead When we finally have all our answers, we then take our forever beds Nothing but the water of my tears…
7.
Patriot Song (Come As I Am) 02:23
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"Just As I Am" -- public domain rewrite, music, arrangement, copyright 2018 ustaknow (alias) all rights reserved Just as I am, without one plea But that my blood, gets shed for thee And that you bidd’st, me come to you America..., I come..., I come // // Just as I am and waiting not To rid us our enemies, a dark blot With you too, whose blood-fill each spot America..., I come..., I come // // Just as I am, you gladly receive Welcome, pardon, cleanse and relieve Because your promise, I believe America..., I come..., I come // // America your love, yet seems unknown With every barrier, broken down Many malign, preen bark and fuss Yet A - merica's lambs, of God refine A - merica no a - ppology, A - merica right or wrong for me Understand world, please..., --try one more time Or we'll crush you to dust, for hock - ing... liberty Original Words, Music, now re-written (c) 2019 ustaknow (alias): Charlotte Elliott | William Batchelder Bradbury
8.
Millennial Child 03:16
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I was born in '95, to a country hive My first job I cried when my boss tanned my hyde I looked and took and read all my books And applied all I knew to get only good looks CH: Oh Millenial child not woman, nor man So PC cooked so will never get wild I'll work for you if you promise you're mild... I married keen, well for the time being S/he's OK, makes really great pay First house a mansion, don't get all the passion Empty - nesters, complain mortgage rates [Chorus] I moved to Seattle. then Portland then back They had better hash at discount and black I still read allot but now legally stoned Sit on my ass with my Lama named Max [Chorus] I don't see what the fuss is, this country is great I get what I want and I get it post haste I'm glad we're now running it, Beijing is great They help me so much and don't make me do stuff [Chorus] They say I'll retire, by Fourty no less They got millions of folks to clean up my mess Excuse me while I lay down to nap I smoked to much hash, and the coke was just crap [Chorus]
9.
We're the Fucking Band - American Vision 04:13
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We're not revolutionaries, we're the fucking band We sing our songs. just for you, just consume’em man And pay us with your love-and-sweat, and oh, money too Don't elevate, to your saviors, stand oh no Here 3 days next week, prepaid not checks, no not from you It's hysterical the hysteria, and oh, the megalomania And you all used to look quite like Transylvania Now look like Fred Rogers sweet little neighbors too Who've filled their diapers with crap from screaming hernias We don't want a revolution, no not now And didn't know how, to do one, no not then We do want, our piece of percentage, my good friend You can even come on stage, and raise your hand As of, July 8th this year we got seven-hundred-sixty-six, candy dates, grim But the Highlander rule says, there can be only one Was there enough to choose from, I only hear from some They speak of influence, but only, hear ball busting clues With idiotic, calls from, the small minded clones Who stomp their feet, and try to cheat, instead of just being won One America, … Won… won… won
10.
Sold Our Dreams 02:49
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I see our American dream It's not coming through Not for us, not for the US Why is it China and Asia Come here and scrape yah And complain it's not enough, tough for yah Our American dream Got sold to foreign roughs It was no secret, not to the globalist toughs D A E 2x (hang on E at end) What can our generation Do not to be the fools How do we get back, our precious jewels They talk workforce, participation While cooking our eggs and bacon While middle Americans, try not, to be vagrant I see our Great Dreams I see it on China screens While Hong Kong screams to keep all our cream (Hello /// China? hello... /// hello...) === not used === Come help the men and country Who gave you yours To take back what Wall Street, sold as yours Help restart our fire Burn down one-way bridges We need our dreams back, not cheap China fridges

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Edit:
Retitled in the moment for the moment, as that goes, 03Jan2021 -- Interesting stuff!

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Rather than "take a knee", take a glorious Flag and WAVE IT!; WRAP yourself in it; wrap, or Rap yourself in it, and wave one in each hand... feel the warm blood of all those who died so that you may... then take a knee, or fall flat on your face and thank GOD ALL MIGHTY you are an AMERICAN!

You want to "protest", -- great! Protest, AS AN AMERICAN who is American, as Americans do... no as if an actual enemy of this great land (?) o m g...

So, all these tracks feel particularly inspired, especially "We're the Fucking Band - American Vision". No, I don't want to be a member of that band, or ship of tools.

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released January 1, 2020

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