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Ah, the name of this song is Uncle Sam Goddamn
It's a show tune, but the show ain't been written for it yet
We're gonna see if Tony Jerome and the band can maybe work this shit out for me
And straighten me out right quick
I like it so far man
Yeah
Come on, let's go
Welcome to the United Snakes
Land of the thief, home of the slave
Grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God
Let's do this shit for real, come on now
Smoke and mirrors, stripes and stars
Stolen for the cross in the name of God
Bloodshed, genocide, rape and fraud
Writ into the pages of the law good lord
The Cold Continent latch key child
Ran away one day and started acting foul
King of where the wild things are daddy's proud
Because the Roman Empire done passed it down
Imported and tortured a work force
And never healed the wounds or shook the curse off
Now the grown up Goliath nation
Holding open auditions for the part of David, can you feel it?
Nothing can save you; you question the reign
You get rushed in and chained up
Fist raised but I must be insane
Because I can't figure a single goddamn way to change it
Welcome to the United Snakes
Land of the thief, home of the slave
The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God
Welcome to the United Snakes
Land of the thief, home of the slave
The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God
All must bow to the fat and lazy
The fuck you, obey me, and why do they hate me? (Who me?)
Only two generations away
From the world's most despicable slavery trade
Pioneered so many ways to degrade a human being
That it can't be changed to this day
Legacy so ingrained in the way that we think;
We no longer need chains to be slaves
Lord it's a shameful display
The overseers even got raped along the way
Because the children can't escape from the pain
And they're born with poisonous hatred in their veins
Try and separate a man from his soul
You only strengthen him, and lose your own
But shoot that fucker if he walk near the throne
Remind him that this is my home, now I'm gone
Welcome to the United Snakes
Land of the thief, home of the slave
The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God
Welcome to the United Snakes
Land of the thief, home of the slave
The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God
Hold up, give me one right here
Hold on
You don't give money to the bums
On a corner with a sign bleeding from their gums
Talking about you don't support a crackhead?
What you think happens to the money from your taxes?
Shit the Government's an addict
With a billion dollar a week kill brown people habit
And even if you ain't on the front line
When massah yell crunch time, you right back at it
Plain look at how you hustling backwards
At the end of the year, add up what they subtracted
Three outta twelve months your salary pays for that madness
Man, that's sadness
What's left? get a big ass plasma
To see where they made Dan Rather point the damn camera
Only approved questions get answered
Now stand your ass up for that national anthem
Welcome to the United Snakes
Land of the thief, home of the slave
The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God
Welcome to the United Snakes
Land of the thief, home of the slave
The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God
Vocals: Mankwe Ndosi
(You're so low)
Custom made (You're so low)
To consume the noose (You're so low)
Keep saying we're free (You're so low)
But we're all just loose (You're so low)
Uncle Sam Goddamn
Brother Ali Lyrics
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It's a show tune but the show ain't been written for it yet.
Were gonna see if tony Jerome and the band can maybe work this shit out for me
And straighten me out right quick I like it so far man
Yeah Come on, lets go
Welcome to the united snakes
Land of the thief, home of the slave
Grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred
Smoke and mirrors, stripes and stars
Stoner for the cross in the name of god
Bloodshed, genocide, rape and fraud
Written to the pages of the law, good lord
e me
Only two generations away from the Worlds most despicable slavery trade
Pioneered so many ways to degrade a human being
That it can't be chains to this day
Legacy so ingrained in the way that we think
We don't need to wear chains to be slaves
Lord that's a sinful display
The overseers even got raped along the way
Cause the children can't escape from the pain
And they're born with the pores and this hatred in their veins
Try and separate a man from his soul
You'll only strengthen him and lose your own
Well shoot that fucker if he walk near the throne
Remind him that this is my home (now I'm gone)
Welcome to the united snakes Land of the thief, home of the slave
Grant imperial guard where the dollar is sacred
And power is god
Welcome to the united snakes Land of the thief, home of the slave Grant imperial guard where the dollar is sacred Hold up, gimme one right here You don't give money to the bums On the corner with a sign, bleeding from their gums Talking about you don't support a crackhead What you think happens to the money from yo' taxes Shit the governments an addict With a billion dollar a week kill brown people habit And even if you ain't on the front line When the master yell crunch time you right back at it You ain't look at how you hustling backwards And the end of the year add up what they subtracted 3 outta twelve months your salary Paid for that madness, man that's sadness what's left get a big ass plasma To see where they made dan rather point the damn camera Only approved questions get answered Now stand your ass up for that national anthem Welcome to the united snakes Land of the thief, home of the slave Grant imperial guard where the dollar is sacred And power is god Welcome to the united snakes Land of the thief, home of the slave Grant imperial guard where the dollar is sacred And power is god [instrumental break] Custom made, the consumer news Keep saying we're free But were all just blue
The song "Uncle Sam Goddamn" is a powerful portrayal of the United States as a nation built on a foundation of inequality, oppression, and deception. Brother Ali started the song by saying that it's a show tune that hasn't been written for a show yet, and he hopes that the Tony Jerome and his band can help him work it out. From this, we can infer that the song is a work in progress, a process of coming to terms with the darkness of history that underpins the country.
The opening lines of the song set the tone of Uncle Sam Goddamn, a place where "land of the thief, home of the slave" is the norm. Brother Ali refers to the country's "grand imperial guard," where the dollar is sacred and power is god. He talks about how the nation's history of bloodshed, genocide, rape, and fraud has become an integral part of the nation's legal system. Brother Ali is enraged that the nation's history of slavery still resonates and reverberates today and that people can still be oppressed without chains or whips.
The song delves deeper into the issue of systemic oppression, highlighting how even the poorest individuals on the street are at the mercy of the wealthy elite's whims, and that the government's use of taxpayer money to oppress minority groups is rampant. By the end of the song, Brother Ali makes it clear that his intention is not just to point out these injustices, but to motivate his listeners to resist the propaganda of the United States, look at things critically, and question the "truth" being shown to them.
Line by Line Meaning
Ah, The name of this song is uncle sam goddamn
Introduction to the song
It's a show tune but the show ain't been written for it yet.
Song's lyrics are a critical commentary on American society
Were gonna see if tony Jerome and the band can maybe work this shit out for me
Collaboration with fellow musicians to create the song
And straighten me out right quick I like it so far man Yeah Come on, lets go
Excitement to perform the song
Welcome to the united snakes Land of the thief, home of the slave
America: a country that oppresses its citizens
Grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred
Money is valued above all else
Come on lets do this shit for real now Smoke and mirrors, stripes and stars
America uses propaganda and illusion to hide the truth
Stoner for the cross in the name of god Bloodshed, genocide, rape and fraud
Various atrocities committed in America in the name of religion or national interest
Written to the pages of the law, good lord
These crimes are embedded in the fabric of the legal system
Only two generations away from the Worlds most despicable slavery trade
Slavery is not a distant memory, but a recent legacy
Pioneered so many ways to degrade a human being That it can't be chains to this day
Slavery's legacy still exists in structural racism and systemic inequality
Legacy so ingrained in the way that we think We don't need to wear chains to be slaves
People are complacent and unaware of their own oppression
Lord that's a sinful display The overseers even got raped along the way
Even those in power are not immune to the atrocities they commit
Cause the children can't escape from the pain And they're born with the pores and this hatred in their veins
The cycle of oppression is passed down for generations
Try and separate a man from his soul You'll only strengthen him and lose your own
Oppression cannot defeat the human spirit
Well shoot that fucker if he walk near the throne Remind him that this is my home (now I'm gone)
Defiance in the face of authority
Hold up, gimme one right here You don't give money to the bums On the corner with a sign, bleeding from their gums
Critique of the hypocrisy of the wealthy
Talking about you don't support a crackhead What you think happens to the money from yo' taxes
The government misuses taxpayers' money to oppress marginalized communities
Shit the governments an addict With a billion dollar a week kill brown people habit
The government is addicted to war and the oppression of non-white people
And even if you ain't on the front line When the master yell crunch time you right back at it
Everyone is complicit in the system of oppression
You ain't look at how you hustling backwards And the end of the year add up what they subtracted
The government takes more than it gives
3 outta twelve months your salary Paid for that madness, man that's sadness what's left get a big ass plasma To see where they made dan rather point the damn camera
A critique of American priorities
Only approved questions get answered Now stand your ass up for that national anthem
The media only reports what the government wants it to report, and Americans are forced to conform to patriotic ideals
Custom made, the consumer news Keep saying we're free But were all just blue
The media is controlled by corporations, and American freedom is an illusion
[instrumental break]
Interlude in the song
Lyrics © NAFSIN WAHEEDAH MUSIC, ANT TURN THAT SNARE DOWN
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@federaliomally391
Give it, got it, had it bad
Book in the broken
Hack up a lung and a nerve
Open to close
Confident and confidential
Lose my name
Gain my pain
No vanity in my reflection
Turn my palm ash over
Last laugh ever
Had your brother fade into the floor
Up from the corpse came Pompeii
Down to the pavement they pay stripes
Racing no longer
Honestly, goodnight.
@Demomandan
14 years and every bar still hits
@lucidbee4696
i watched him live yesterday never heard of him and he went sooo hard 💯💯💯
@dannyboy6983
Hits even harder now. ✊
@LargeFather69
First time hearing this guy, nearly melted my speakers with this heat
@Dingy-doodles
@Large Father cracked the screen with the sudden temp change
@killercuddles7051
✌❤🍀
@TAGMedia7
Over a decade later and this track is more relevant than ever. We continue to be free range slaves.
@hassankhan-jg1dx
“Try to separate a man from his soul. You only strengthen his and lose your own.”- Damn that’s some powerful shit!
@scrubdaddy7110
Yes it is powerful shit!
@JeffreyLongW01
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