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By: Cedric McClester Some will sell you out For a dollar Some will sell you out For free Some will sell you out For the hell of it Cuz they hate themselves Ya see She said we don’t need A month for Black History And we don’t need channels Like BET Simply American Is what we should be Wish that were the way That they treated me Some will sell you out For a dollar Some will sell you out For free Some will sell you out For the hell of it Cuz they hate themselves Ya see There shouldn’t be An N double A CP Image Awards Because according to her That only affords Black people honors While whites get ignored Which isn’t the case She can rest well assured I’d like to believe My country is for me What the song says it is Sweet land of liberty But it hasn’t been Far as I can see Everything that It's been cracked up to be We’re all just Americans I wish that were true What about proud Italians And the Irish too Who have days of pride That  she says we should eschew Which clearly illustrates She doesn’t have a clue Some will sell you out For a dollar Some will sell you out For free Some will sell you out For the hell of it Cuz they hate themselves Ya see Cedric McClester, Copyright (c) 2016.  All rights reserved.
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Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 11:29 AM UTC
SOME WILL SELL YOU OUT
By: Cedric McClester Some will sell you out For a dollar Some will sell you out For free Some will sell you out For the hell of it Cuz they hate themselves Ya see She said we don’t need A month for Black History And we don’t need channels Like BET Simply American Is what we should be Wish that were the way That they treated me Some will sell you out For a dollar Some will sell you out For free Some will sell you out For the hell of it Cuz they hate themselves Ya see There shouldn’t be An N double A CP Image Awards Because according to her That only affords Black people honors While whites get ignored Which isn’t the case She can rest well assured I’d like to believe My country is for me What the song says it is Sweet land of liberty But it hasn’t been Far as I can see Everything that It's been cracked up to be We’re all just Americans I wish that were true What about proud Italians And the Irish too Who have days of pride That  she says we should eschew Which clearly illustrates She doesn’t have a clue Some will sell you out For a dollar Some will sell you out For free Some will sell you out For the hell of it Cuz they hate themselves Ya see Cedric McClester, Copyright (c) 2016.  All rights reserved.
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Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 11:29 AM UTC
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