Blow

I think we about to blow
Who blew up America
I think we about to blow
Who blew up America
I think we about to blow
Who blew up America

I think we about to blow
But this ain't the Middle East
This the West Side, and people getting killed by the police
West Side, when we ride, come equip with game
And then we sell our souls just for gold and fame
And then our tax dollars go just to guns and tanks
So we can wage War like it is the fucking game
Should be no political issue, this shit is Bipartisan
Palestinians slaughtered, because they're just trying to get they heart again
Home was stripped from them, and then they're taken from they siblings
So Jews can claim Jerusalem, and say it's still a Holy Land
Fuck that, oh the irony
Watching all these press releases like they ironing
Trp can't even read a sentence, who done hired him
Oh, Electoral College, I'm reminding them
1,5000 kids
1,5000 kids
What the fuck did they do with 15,000 kids
They slipped through our fingertips with 15,000 kids
And this a News Flash, bitch, your power's coming to an end
I'm coming to the top and I'm bringing all of my army
I'm coming to the top and, motherfucker, you can't harm me
And I know you are afraid now, I can see it
And fuck you and your children, and all your secrets
Bitch

Dirtiest secrets is in the prettiest people
Is in the hearts of liars, buried deep beneath our desires
Dirtiest secrets is in the prettiest people
Is in the hearts of liars, buried deep beneath our desires
Dirtiest secrets is in the prettiest people
Is in the hearts of liars, buried deep beneath our desires
Dirtiest secrets is in the prettiest people
Is in the hearts of liars, buried deep beneath our desires

I think we about to blow
Who blew up America
I think we about to blow
Who blew up America
I think we about to blow
Who blew up America
I think we about to blow
Who blew up America



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Writer(s): Connor Cockrell
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