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"Yankee Doodle went to town, rollin with the homies, bust a cap up in yo ass and slice ops like baloney. Musket popping, red coats droppin', you best get rocking when Paul Reveere knockin'. Don't tax me without representin' or you suckas bout to see, what the Boston harbor lookin like soaking with some tea."
(Verse 1) Riding through the city with my hat tipped back, Got the stars and stripes, you know we never lack. Yankee Doodle in the trap, where the bass hits hard, Got that fire in my soul, play my cards like a bard. Revolutionary vibe, yeah, we never gonna stop, From the east to the west, watch the beat drop. From the history books to the streets so mean, I'm that modern-day rebel, living out the dream. (Chorus) Yankee Doodle on the track, yeah, we making stacks, Got the flag flying high, no looking back. In the land of the brave, yeah, we keep it lit, With the beats so sick, you know we never quit. (Verse 2) Hustling in the trenches, got that red, white, blue, From the old school roots, to the future that’s new. Flipping the script, with that hip-hop twist, Every bar I spit, yeah, it’s on that hit list. Got the drumline kicking, and the melody tight, Lighting up the night like fireworks in flight. From the block to the burbs, they all know my name, Yankee Doodle in the house, changing up the game. (Chorus) Yankee Doodle on the track, yeah, we making stacks, Got the flag flying high, no looking back. In the land of the brave, yeah, we keep it lit, With the beats so sick, you know we never quit. (Bridge) From the battles of old to the fights today, We rise from the ashes, no matter what they say. With the heart of a lion and the will to survive, Yankee Doodle keeps it real, always gonna thrive. (Chorus) Yankee Doodle on the track, yeah, we making stacks, Got the flag flying high, no looking back. In the land of the brave, yeah, we keep it lit, With the beats so sick, you know we never quit. (Outro) So raise up your hands, let the anthem play, From the city streets to the fields of hay. We’re the dreamers and believers, every night, every day, Yankee Doodle's here to stay, and we lead the way.