I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the republic forwhich it stands, one nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.It's about that time, it's about that time, it's about that time, it's about that time, yeah, it's time for the American Revolution.A bunch of rowdy-ass rednecks comin' up out that woodwork, saving up all our paychecks, pumping up on that good herb,holding jeans and money boots, yeah, you can check my footwork, I'm taking aims, it's plain to see, I'm kicking ass and my foot hurts,it's time to ride and I'm on the scene, all the way live, I'm on the beam, I'm rollin' up, not holdin' up, I'm hoppin' high,I'm tryin' to scan the scene, *** the guns, *** the knife, one more move and so did I, back in style, prepare to fight,who y'all think y'all are, yeah, you know we run this, up in D.C. talkin' all that dumb ***, rich niggas out the way,workin' man, pay them way, cause we ain't gonna sit around and get pushed down another day,and did I mention that we ain't gonna listen to another two-bit crooked-ass politician,let's take our country back, I think I got the solution, it's the American Revolution.Hit a beatbox in the streets, practice on nobody, get beat, hope you don't think it was just a ball,what you thinkin', Tim McGraw, 40, 30, I don't got a big kid, get across hairs, don't miss ***,don't take too much for no city slick and his skinny jeans and them weird kicks,mind you, I don't believe it's known, that's your best bet, man, I don't think y'all wanna be messin' around with them rednecks,*** them outlaws, don't play nice, don't mind laws, sneak around and hunt you down, y'all get it now, we stand tall,hey, what the folks don't like my style, I creep on by with a crooked smile, take a big boy swig and a homemade shot,and loot you down that country mile, rebel people, y'all don't mind what we're doin',when you see us comin' through the American Revolution.*