Chords for Brother Ali - Uncle Sam Goddamn [Official Music Video]

_ _ _ _ _ _ The name of this song is Uncle Sam, Damn.
_ It's a [C] show tune, but the show ain't [D] been written for it yet.
_ _ We gonna see if Tony Jerome and the band can maybe work it [G] out for me.
[F#] Straighten me out right quick.
_ _ _ I like it so far, man.
Yeah.
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_ Welcome to the United States, land of the home of the slave Grand Imperial Guard,
where the dollar is sacred and proud.
Let's do it.
Come on.
Smoke and mirrors, stripes and stars, only for the cross and the name God.
[F#m] Bloodshed, genocide, rape [F#] and fraud.
Into the pages of the law, good law.
[F#m] The cold continent latchkey child ran away one day and started acting.
King of where the wild things are.
Daddy's proud because the Roman Empire.
And fast it down.
Him brought it and torture the workforce and never healed [F#] the wounds or shook the curse off.
Not a grown up.
Goliath nation holding open auditions for the [F#m] part of David.
Can you feel nothing can [F#] save you?
You question the rain.
You get rushed in and stained up.
Fist raised.
But I must be insane because I can't figure a single single damn way [F#m] to change.
Welcome to the United States, land of the [F#] home of the slave.
The [F#m] Grand Imperial Guard, where the dollar is sacred and powers.
_ Welcome to the United States, land of the home of the slave.
The Grand Imperial Guard, where the dollar is sacred and powers.
God [F#m] must bow to the fat and lazy.
The full pay me a [F#] lot of hate me.
Only two generations away from the world's most despicable slavery.
Great pioneer.
So many ways to degrade a human being that it can't be changed.
It is a legacy so ingrained in the way that we think we no longer need [F#m] change to be slave.
God is a shameful display.
The overseer even got raped along the way because the children can't escape from the [F#] pain.
And they born with the bars and this hatred in their veins.
Try and separate a man from his soul.
You only strengthen him and lose your own.
But shoot that.
[F#m] Walk near the throne.
You mind him that this is my home.
Now, go.
Welcome to the United States, land of the home of the slave.
The Grand Imperial Guard, where the dollar is sacred [F#] and powers.
_ Welcome to the United [F#] States, land of the home of the slave.
The Grand Imperial Guard, where the dollar is sacred.
Hold up.
Give me one right [F#m] here.
Hold on.
You'll get money to the bones on the corner [F#] 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?
The government's [F#m] attic with a billion dollar a week.
Kill brown people habit.
Even if you ain't on the front line, when NASA yell crunch time, right back at it.
Look at how you hustling backwards at the end of the year.
Add up what they subtracted.
Three out of 12 [F#m] months.
Your salary pay for that man.
[F#] Man, that's sad.
[F#m] What's left?
Get a big ass plasma to see where they may damn [F#] bad.
The point the damn camera.
Only approved questions get asked.
Stand your ass up for that national.
And welcome to the United [F#m] States, land of the home of the slave.
The Grand Imperial Guard, where the dollar is sacred.
How [F#] it's done.
Welcome to the United States, land of the home of the slave.
Grand Imperial Guard, where the dollar is sacred.
How it's done.
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_ staying with free.
Keep _ _ _ staying with free. _ _ _ _
Keep staying with free.
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staying with free. _ _ _ _
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