Lyrics:
Whitehouse Ragnarok
The end of time
It has come
For the oppressive ones
And it is led
By poor man's
Daughters and their sons
The end of time
It has come
For
cheering for that horse y'all
I strapped rockets to my horse of course jumped the whitehouse wall
Twenty thousand troops cheering I hope he doesn't fall
Cuz
High on capital hill there's an old man holding on,
In a world of his own he was trusted by everyone,
Controversy, guess who's losing face?
No alibi
stick by her
Til he done fucking everyone
Bill's a nympho
That's a fact
Bill's a nympho
Bes' cover your back
Another whitehouse scam
He's involved
As the truth comes clear the evil intentions and actions of our leaders do too
It's up to you before your all exterminated by their vaccines and bioweapons
Whitehouse team
A Nazi sympathizer's Whitehouse dream
He contradicts himself in all these ways
And hopes the people will forget someday
He can't commit
Alkopoligamia, która na początku
Istnienia zajmowała się produkcją ubrań
By z czasem rozszerzyć działalność
O fonografię w tekstach na solowych płytach
Najczęściej
snipers on Whitehouse lawn's
On that goodshit
Niggas from Compton to Africa
On that thug shit
Reginold Deney No Comment
I lost my blood with the death
drive-bys like up and down the thighs
And there's a car chase goin' on at the waist
Keep a vest on my chest
I'm sittin' in my room as I'm lookin out
are you kiddin me
Me in the Whitehouse, now that's fucked up
For one to get over, one must get stuck up
One will roll up, another will smoke up
a file replication is a chore
Lights out shut down the entire whitehouse
I don't want just a bug that could be corrected
I'm erecting immaculate design
Whole squad getting money this is love this love
Look we live by the motto
Run it
Run it
Run it up
Transplants got the city on smash
See them gangs
working through all of the serpentine
The devils disciple that stifle our plans for freedom
If wee keep conforming to all these laws set by the demons
You know what it feels like
Being raised by the street lights
And everyday fighting for my soul
A young man walking out the door.
These new rules
A RACIST MAN, IN THE WHITEHOUSE
UP ON THE HILL
GET DOWN THE ROAD
GET DOWN THE ROAD FROM HERE AND DO NOT LOSE YOUR WAY
GOT DAMN IT BLUES
ON A SHOE STRING,
chillin in the jar
I got that Whitehouse buying presidential sweets
I got that Nassau spaceship THC
I got some weed in my garage and under my bathroom
fall for the same bullshit like snipers on Whitehouse lawns/ In the same 'hood shit, got niggas from Compton to Africa on that thug shit/ Reginold Deny,
RANDOM FIRE
Music & Lyrics by Philip Foxman
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Verse 1
It could have been me but it was you standing outside my front door.
A car passed by machine
the room is that that elephant is black
Dear Whitehouse, can we bring intelligence back?
Signed sincerely your sanity
We're led by lust and that vanity
We
dream
No, no, it wasn't quite a swift act by an ax-wielding mad man cutting through the nape of our neck
But rather this slow burn, churning a pot
Need a daddy so badly
They rally for a racist rapist
W a fake orange face lift
Gun-thumpin bible owners
Can't shoot or pray away Corona
By time the time
Don't be troubled
For the Lord is gonna make a way
Somehow
Like a ship that's tossed and driven
Battered by an angry sea
When the storms of life are
as hero's right through the whitehouse
I can see your lies
In my mind
In my mind (Come together against a common enemy)
I can see your lies (Come together)
In
The War-on-Drugs is a total lie
We've got millions of federal prisoners for for pot
Sunday school for the avenues
And, And, And by the way
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