LIBERAL WORLD ORDER

Heh-ha
The most banned rapper alive
Can I speak my mind? Let's get it!
Aight!

Liberalism is a mental disorder
That's why they let illegal immigrants across the border
They keep tryin' to push the liberal world order
They in public school, tellin' kids to be Transformers
Eww, they demonic for real
They took God out of schools, and it all went downhill
They say Bryson crazy
Nah, I ain't got no chill, but how can you?
They got rappers wearin' dresses, for deals

When there's no God, there is chaos
Now, go look at the news
Teachin' ya' kids, that they could change genders in schools
Got your daughters on Tik-Tok, half-naked, for views
But, it's Satan's job to make everybody confused

Drag queen story time out, that was they plan
Now, it's normal to say a woman can go be a man
They say only women can get pregnant, boy, that's transphobic
And dudes that cut their thing-thing off, get called heroic

Liberalism is a mental disorder
That's why they let illegal immigrants across the border
They keep tryin' to push this liberal world order
They in public school, tellin' kids to be Transformers
Eww, aye, they demonic for real
They took God out of schools, and it all went downhill
They say Bryson crazy
Nah-ha, I ain't got no chill, but how can you?
They got rappers wearin' dresses for deals

Aye, you think your votes matter? They just took the election
And they comin' for your guns, to leave us without protection
Police let 'em in, why they call it an insurrection?
They gettin' thrown in prison, with no politician to help them

We know the Big Guy ain't really winnnn
Tell them boys to go and check the votes againnn
And them gas prices kept gettin' higher
Meanwhile, Biden was sellin' all our oil to China

Liberalism is a mental disorder
That's why they let illegal immigrants across the border
They keep tryin' to push the liberal world order
They in public school, tellin' kids to be Transformers
Eww, aye, they demonic, for real
They took God out of schools, and it all went downhill
Aye, they say Bryson crazy
Nah, I ain't got no chill, but how can you?
They got rappers wearin' dresses, for deals
Huh?



Credits
Writer(s): Bryson Gray
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