Rodney Strangelove

I mean uh, I have friends that have swastikas on their arms, so, I mean and they're cool
You know what, so what if he wants to grab pussy
I wanna grab pussy
I have no respect for women who voted for Trump
Look, I don't think you're a single issue voter, I just think you're dumb
Okay, I think you're fucking dumb
You're not having a terrible terrible dream
Also you're not dead, and you haven't gone to hell
This is your life now, this is our election now
This is us, this is our country, it's real
Can't we all just get along?
Motherfucker, I hock a loogie and spit in your face for what the fuck you have to say Bitch, fuck you nigga your opinion don't mean shit
Shit, shit, shit, shit
You know, these liberal motherfuckers annoy the shit out of me
They make my motherfucking dick itch

Ahh
Shit
Shit
Ahh, ahh
Shit
Ahh
Shit
Gotta love Trump

Gun violence in America?
Yes
Yeah, we need more guns
Why?
Why? To protect ourselves from the freeloading damn democratic liberals that are ruining this country
I think they're about to gas us
The demonstration has been declared a riot

What, what, what, what, what, what, what
What can I say that hasn't already been said
My position won't be listened to, so why get all upset
I got memories repressed, I need sedatives to rest
But to speak out on these issues feels like I'm taking a test
Is it best to stay out of it?
Disengage instead of rage
Misuse my own voice, I won't be proud of it
And then my reputation counterfeit
I don't number all of my flaws, so the audience is counting it
But when I look in the mirror, all I see is my hair
All the growth, all the pain, and despair
But what I'm hiding underneath you wouldn't care
I'm just a white-skinned boy who knows that life isn't fair
I'm not scared on the streets
I got the freedom to spend time making beats
I've got the freedom to go smoke all this weed
And you know that I won't, cause I don't burn
Saying no it's your turn, passing you the heat

Damn, appreciate it
You know, there's a couple of things that I'm about to bring to the table
Yeah
This one's going out to all the bitches on they phones
They don't even know it but they be taking out the loans on the chrome that they own
And they don't know it
And there's all this time that you're motherfucking blowing
I'll tell you one thing that's easier said than done
It's gonna be running your head through the thingle one
With the single one, that's fucking in your hand
And suddenly you're not using your adrenal gland
You done! You're dead
You're brain dead before you started
Everybody know that you and your health parted
The second that you turned on your phone and notification
Now you're just sucking up the instant gratification
So stop it, cop it, motherfucking drop it
If you fucking can't then just throw away and lock it
Because there's a whole world outside to see
And if you don't fucking look then you will decide to be dead
Mmhmmm, skrrrrrrr



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