Mini Americans
Many, many
Mini Americans
Are praying to a god
To get rid of the immigrants
Falling, Falling
Falling to poverty
The minority
Becomes the majority
Willing, willing
Willing the president
Killing, killing
Killing the innocent
Blaming, blaming
Blaming the government
Falling to the fear of the
Infamous one percent
This is not your
Conversation
This is not your
Jurisdiction
Freedom's the price you pay
For taking all our jobs away
The rules are written black and white
Your lease is up prepare to die
Oh, I have the gold
And it's getting old
Get on your knees
Oh, the legend is true
I own all of you
But now I want more
So work for me
Work for me
Bow to me
Bow to me
We have to build a wall
We have to build a wall
We have to build a wall
We have to build a wall
I've got a gun
and I know how to use it
Freedom of the press
Bet your ass I abuse it
God is dead
Now you have to obey me
Pledging to a flag
Burning up in conspiracy
I am the red
Or am I the blue?
I don't give a shit
What's it matter to you?
I don't give a fuck
What you're momma paid me
All of that money
I spent it on Hillary
This is not your
Conversation
This is not your
Jurisdiction
Freedom's the price you pay
For taking all our jobs away
The rules are written black and white
Your lease is up prepare to die
Oh, I have the gold
And it's getting old
Get on your knees
Oh, the legend is true
I own all of you
But now I want more
So work for me
Work for me
Bow to me
Bow to me
We have to build a wall
We have to build a wall
We have to build a wall
We have to build a wall
Mini Americans
Are praying to a god
To get rid of the immigrants
Falling, Falling
Falling to poverty
The minority
Becomes the majority
Willing, willing
Willing the president
Killing, killing
Killing the innocent
Blaming, blaming
Blaming the government
Falling to the fear of the
Infamous one percent
This is not your
Conversation
This is not your
Jurisdiction
Freedom's the price you pay
For taking all our jobs away
The rules are written black and white
Your lease is up prepare to die
Oh, I have the gold
And it's getting old
Get on your knees
Oh, the legend is true
I own all of you
But now I want more
So work for me
Work for me
Bow to me
Bow to me
We have to build a wall
We have to build a wall
We have to build a wall
We have to build a wall
I've got a gun
and I know how to use it
Freedom of the press
Bet your ass I abuse it
God is dead
Now you have to obey me
Pledging to a flag
Burning up in conspiracy
I am the red
Or am I the blue?
I don't give a shit
What's it matter to you?
I don't give a fuck
What you're momma paid me
All of that money
I spent it on Hillary
This is not your
Conversation
This is not your
Jurisdiction
Freedom's the price you pay
For taking all our jobs away
The rules are written black and white
Your lease is up prepare to die
Oh, I have the gold
And it's getting old
Get on your knees
Oh, the legend is true
I own all of you
But now I want more
So work for me
Work for me
Bow to me
Bow to me
We have to build a wall
We have to build a wall
We have to build a wall
We have to build a wall
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Writer(s): Another Trash
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