Political Pxrn (feat. Sadfriendd)

Cast a vote, cops, patrols that follow you home
Never alone; reminiscent of the old medieval days, the pest isn't gone
Fucking politicians thinking they can change whatever the future will hold
Whatever the weather at home
Whatever the people withhold
Whatever withers the watering hole
So the bird can't nest up and build up a zone
The people be needing peace
Not fucking wars and protests 'front of they nose, bitch
'Front of they houses it's cold, bitch
Politics these days are like going to prom with a hoe, bitch
Who can you trust?
People be greedy with lust
The gold really be rotting with rust
Another political bitch Imma bust
Fuck your populism
Values be fading to dust
Fix all this shit?
Can't but there must
Be a way today to face the rain and make the sun come back up
Look away, the pain is there, it's time to fight so back up
I feel strong, words to spread, I stand tall, my back up
Can't do it alone, I need an army, I really need backup

Painting pitiful pictures with some paint and a brush
Saying seminal sinners will bring rain in a rush
Creating crazy collusions, corrosive, blood bound when it gush
I'm fighting fury when I feel I found a foundation, it crush
You ain't gonna listen so why even try
It's fine, it's aight
Lets start up the fight
Now bleed, F in it, definite, real, evident etiquette
See, shitty as regiment, fucking heretic Methodist
Bleep, censoring eminent phrasing that's bringing benefit
Me, because I'm heaven-sent, I'm spitting a heavy sentiment
Releasing development
Freeing the minds irrelevance deficit
And creating expressions is resonant
Reason's to be negative, negligent, 0 so I shoot at your neck again
I'm better than battling ignorance
Badder than bad in the battling ring
Climbing the ladder is faster when corruption's mastered
Propaganda plastered on the wall paneling
Dismantling the evil, unraveling

And there's some problems time could never solve
The world will always just revolve around the throne, shit evolves
And frankly, I'm sick of all this shit that you're spouting
The bitch in it crying and pouting
The problems we have are amounting
Tick tock, till the end we will always be counting
The blood will run like a fountain
The bodies, they piling to mountains
But I don't care no more, fuck negativity
This shit will be the end of me
I promise no befriending me



Credits
Writer(s): Maximilian Klein Diaz
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