Election Year
Clay the Don
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Yea Election Year, Barrack Obama Clay for president it’s only right we gotta Election Year, Bernie Sanders I came to take it all it’s time to do some damage Awww man I feel obligated Awww man I feel obligated, yea I tell em’ go ahead check the ballot they say I’m the greatest talent I feel obligated This for the culture I feel obligated This for the city I feel obligated I tell em’ go ahead check the ballot they say I’m the greatest talent It must suck to know that none of y’all can ever top me I could give you a taser and still it wouldn’t shock me Yea, and I know it’s only up from here You can save all your music drops for another year I nod my head in joy laughing at you little boys Take your lunch money and slap you before I take your toys I see they betting on me with a double sided coin I’m a sure thing and I know it they finna hate me for it My life is so important And my living room couch is in imported I write scriptures all your raps can be found in the toilet My platinum plaques about to get extorted I talk to y’all like I’m your father figure Ya’ll get inspired every time my voice come out a speaker As I grow in strength y’all just come out of it weaker I should run for President I’m such a fearless leader Election Year, Barrack Obama Clay for president it’s only right we gotta Election Year, Bernie Sanders I came to take it all it’s time to do some damage Awww man I feel obligated Awww man I feel obligated, yea I tell em’ go ahead check the ballot they say I’m the greatest talent I feel obligated This for the culture I feel obligated This for the city I feel obligated I tell em’ go ahead check the ballot they say I’m the greatest talent I’ll always rep Flint, I’ll always rep Detroit They’re the reason my rapping could never disappoint They’re the reason my actions aim at the bigger point I’m Michigan down to the bone, heart, muscle, and joints Where was I though? Dang I forget my point Oh I was sonnin’ you rappers that think you runnin’ point You weren’t meant to make a play and you weren’t meant to score You couldn’t make sense if I gave you a 100 coins I love it when y’all flex off unemployment checks Then lie and say unemployment’s a bag you didn’t get I run laps around you rappers and don’t break a sweat I take a shot at you all and all you can hear is net None of you boys are really even a serious threat Liars that’s claiming they’re rich and yet they’re really in debt Putting up more and generating less Vote for The Don and you’ll finally see who’s really best Election Year, Barrack Obama Clay for president it’s only right we gotta Election Year, Bernie Sanders I came to take it all it’s time to do some damage Awww man I feel obligated Awww man I feel obligated, yea I tell em’ go ahead check the ballot they say I’m the greatest talent I feel obligated This for the culture I feel obligated This for the city I feel obligated I tell em’ go ahead check the ballot they say I’m the greatest talent Yea, Don
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