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This Land
by Gary Clark Jr.

Paranoid and pissed off
Now that I got the money
Fifty acres and a model A
Right in the middle of Trump country
I told you there goes a neighborhood
Now mister Williams ain't so funny
I see you looking out your window
Can't wait to call the police on me

When I know you think I'm up to something
I'm just eating out but still hungry
And this is my analogy
I ain't even near you can't 'til you put me
I remember when you used to tell me

Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
We don't want, we don't want your kind
We think you's a dog born
Fuck you, I'm America's son
This is where I come from

This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine

Up 'til the sun comes up
No I can't stop grinding
And I can't let 'em break me
No I can't let 'em find me
You can meet my friend the governor
Only if you wanna try me
Or you can meet my other friend the judge
Just in case you think I'm lying

And I know you think I'm up to something
I'm just eating out but still hungry
And this is my analogy
I ain't leaving here you can't take it from me
I remember when you used to tell me

Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
We don't want, we don't want your kind
We think you's a dog born
Fuck you, I'm America's son
This is where I come from

This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
(This land is mine)

This land is mine (this land is)
This land is mine (this land is)
This land is mine (this land is)
This land is mine (this land is)

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Written by: Gary Lee Jr. Clark, Woody Guthrie

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