Hating Breitbart Trailer CPAC12

I love Andrew Breitbart... God Bless him.

MR. AMERICA!! (By Powdered Zombies)

The Brilliance of Steven Crowder... America is so fortunate to have this patriot fighting for Her.

Here are the Lyrics:

Yeah, lookin' at the country, It's not what I intended
Gotta start to make a change, Before you're a Neverending
Story of a failed nation run straight out of luck
Like a million Tyler Perry Movies
Uh, you suck

All you little haves lots you're still selfish and want more
Votin' in your own self- interests now instead of the core
Principles that made this country both honest and true
Free to speak, worship, pursuit of your happiness too

With all this money afly you gon' be needin' a big freeze
I hate the size of the fed like Jesus hated the fig tree
As spending goes up, you gotta borrow some more
Borrowin' from the chinese, Oh My lord

Instead you just tax more, increasin' the size
Of the federal government yeah to George's surprise
You'll be done like Detroit man, no You ain't comin' back
Forget it, I'm out, I'm muzzle loading my gat

Mr. America, look what you've done
You've traded your liberty and sovereignty for lies and promises

Mr. America, don't you run away
Pick the pieces up and face the problems, you'll be great again
Mr. America

I got tired of rolling over in my grave everyday
Makin a monarchy of my beloved US of A
You little glitches need remindin of what we were before
And the sitch that lead us up to revolutionary war
High taxes to the throne without a voice of our own
Ruled top down from the crown we wanted left alone
All y'all so soft you takin it year after year
We were fighting red coats while we were brewing our beer
Now I'm spittin cyphers through a grill made of wood
That's how it all went down in G Dubs neighborhood
Packin cap n balls black powder hammers were cocked locked
Click clack, the lobster backs lost the attack 'cause I rocked!
So chicken littles who don't know me listen don't let it twist
We kicked the "Aaa's" of the "Bees" for much less than this!

Mr. America, look what you've done
You've traded your liberty and sovereignty for lies and promises

Mr. America, don't you run away
Pick the pieces up and face the problems, you'll be great again
Mr. America


Unemployment's at eight five, when it's really at twelve
Hear me class is in session you Can't be saved by the bell
What happens when you, keep printing mo dough
Both party's have gone green like their name was Al Gore

Yeah but right now you're high, ain't you big hitter
But I'm back from the dead now bringing back all my knickers

Man you think I'd say that, come on what's wrong with you
I'm just talking about my short pants that tuck into my shoe
But let's get back to the first point I was trying to make
The degradation of our freedoms and our country at stake

The government's getting grand, while private sector grows smaller
Pour one out for your homies, cuz here comes the cold water
Unemployment's still rising, our debt's growing still
The only change that you'll get, is being left with the bill


Mr. America, look what you've done
You've traded your liberty and sovereignty for lies and promises

Mr. America, don't you run away
Pick the pieces up and face the problems, you'll be great again
Mr. America