God Bless America
Sly deSilva
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Amen, amen, amen (Hah) I’m comin’ straight outta John 10 Crazy motherfucker named Sly deSilva From the country built on genocide of Native people From that country where the rich eat the poor people Star-Spangled Banner wavin’ out the Porsche window I get it lit like a cross in Alabama Tote the blammer like Son of Sam And ran up on your Congressman in the suit, tie and the bandana Told him pass the bill or his body on the Channel 6 News cameras I could never be reprimanded Black Air Force 1s, kickin’ it with the mandem Judges, prosecutors, business leaders, the president F*ck with the set, we come fo’ yo’ neck like Jeffrey (Hah) Gettin’ Epstein money, shout out to Bill Clinton Bill Gates, stackin’ bills, money in the fuckin’ bank Fuckin’ ‘round with Sly, you gon’ be deader than Billy Mays Do it OxiClean, never leave a fuckin’ trace All yo’ leaders fake, they all up on the take My puppets dance up on the stage (Hey) They pray for the weak, I prey on the sheep It’s “f*ck Jordan Belfort”, baby I’m the real Wolf of Wall Street (Hah!) But he that is an hireling, and not the shepherd Whose own the sheep are not Seeth the wolf coming and leaveth the sheep and fleeth And the wolf catcheth them and scattereth the sheep The hireling fleeth because he is an hireling And careth not for the sheep Another day, another terrorist action (Heh-ha) Starin’ down the barrel of American fascism (Yeah) The next mass shooter grabbed the gat from his room (Hah) Click-clack-boom They say the Second protects the First Hope ya’ll feel safer when my goons with the ARs standin’ outside the votin’ booths (Ha) In that vocal booth Gunfire in the air, hellfire in Pro Tools (Heh) Triple six shit (Heh) I’m at your door like a Jehovah’s Witness Takin’ care of business I spit that sick shit, Tuskegee syphilis Told your kids, pledge allegiance to the flag (Heh-ha) Lord knows, I’m from that place that be scorchin’ Selfish to the core, I need the biggest portion Corporations? Blue chip Bullets got the blue tips This is America, put that shit in the bag, bitch! Fireworks so gorgeous July 4th, rubbin’ shoulders with the Forbes list Whip Ferraris and Porsches like it was Forza Motorsport Immortal, sellin’ death like Phillip Morris An enormous fortune, built on war and bloody corpses Corporate extortion, still move bricks like JP Morgan Still, the only rapper with an endorsement deal from Halliburton (Yeah) Sly deSilva, late capital’s corpus My forces work enforcement for the Four Horsemen Supportin’ foreign wars and forced abortions They chant the fourteen words and wield the tiki torches While I reap a fortune The Michael Jordan of political horror This the New World Order Reporting live Everything is normal and this is fine This is Naomi Smith, for News Channel 6… (6… 6…) Goodnight I’m known by many names, I’m known by many faces (hehahaha) Sly deSilva just the latest Slither my way to the funds (Sssssss) Speak with a forked tongue since Genesis 3:1 Now the serpent was more subtil than any beast of the field Which the LORD God had made And he said unto the woman Yea, hath God said, ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden? The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog How you gon’ see me when you livin’ in the fog I was known as Damien in a past life I hit the lick like DMX hit the crack pipe Paint the stars and stripes Pentagrams and blood stains in parallel lines O say can you see by the dawn’s early light? Behold, a pale horse, rider grippin’ the mic Every verse I recite, the dragon flow through the prose (Ha) Rap like Baphomet on the beat, I’m the GOAT (Heh) Hide the horns and the cloven feet ’til the shepherd count the sheep The cousin of sleep, so stay woke I’m the, most villainous, the most thrill killing-est The most stealing money from the starving African children-est Verse so hot might drone strike a village (Hahahaha) There was this kid in Iraq 12 years old, legs blown off As he lay there dying he seen me creep through the fog Somehow, he recognized me, I could tell so I paused I slowly walked over, knelt down, as he coughed He asked me why I did it, why the Devil don’t stop I looked him in the eye and said, “I did it all for hip-hop” Sly deSilva Ghost Money All American Villain, Volume One (One, one, one) One more thing, I only just started warming up Hades Hell’s not hot enough yet… (Heheh-ha) God Bless America, baby (Amen)
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