Banquet
Cigarette breath
With the liquor and debt
Licorice threads
Spewing alt-right threats
Out my face with fake sentiments
For tragedies your rhetoric cemented in
Feigning ignorance
Fuck all the racist homophobic
Quote-unquote anti-woke voting
Taking women's rights
While people bouncing check to check
They profit off a train wreck
The greedy deceiving the needy
Begging and pleading, you see
If money was food
They'd be greedy at the banquet
Ain't that a mood
People dreaming of a blank check
Check bodies for loot
They ain't even dead yet
Rich get richer
Off the backs of us in debt yeah
If money was food
They'd be greedy at the banquet
Ain't that a mood
People dreaming of a blank check
Check bodies for loot
They ain't even dead yet
Rich get richer
Off the backs of us in debt yeah
Fuck your policies
No apologies
You, make a mockery
Of democracy
Through, misogyny
Controlling people's bodies
Taking autonomy
You wanna be a martyr please
You're no major artery
A legacy of treachery
Can only lead to
Political leprosy
They'd let us bleed
Just to see a wave of red
Hoping you're too focused on
Paying rent
If money was food
They'd be greedy at the banquet
Ain't that a mood
People dreaming of a blank check
Check bodies for loot
They ain't even dead yet
Rich get richer
Off the backs of us in debt yeah
If money was food
They'd be greedy at the banquet
Ain't that a mood
People dreaming of a blank check
Check bodies for loot
They ain't even dead yet
Rich get richer
Off the backs of us in debt yeah
With the liquor and debt
Licorice threads
Spewing alt-right threats
Out my face with fake sentiments
For tragedies your rhetoric cemented in
Feigning ignorance
Fuck all the racist homophobic
Quote-unquote anti-woke voting
Taking women's rights
While people bouncing check to check
They profit off a train wreck
The greedy deceiving the needy
Begging and pleading, you see
If money was food
They'd be greedy at the banquet
Ain't that a mood
People dreaming of a blank check
Check bodies for loot
They ain't even dead yet
Rich get richer
Off the backs of us in debt yeah
If money was food
They'd be greedy at the banquet
Ain't that a mood
People dreaming of a blank check
Check bodies for loot
They ain't even dead yet
Rich get richer
Off the backs of us in debt yeah
Fuck your policies
No apologies
You, make a mockery
Of democracy
Through, misogyny
Controlling people's bodies
Taking autonomy
You wanna be a martyr please
You're no major artery
A legacy of treachery
Can only lead to
Political leprosy
They'd let us bleed
Just to see a wave of red
Hoping you're too focused on
Paying rent
If money was food
They'd be greedy at the banquet
Ain't that a mood
People dreaming of a blank check
Check bodies for loot
They ain't even dead yet
Rich get richer
Off the backs of us in debt yeah
If money was food
They'd be greedy at the banquet
Ain't that a mood
People dreaming of a blank check
Check bodies for loot
They ain't even dead yet
Rich get richer
Off the backs of us in debt yeah
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