Lyrics:
future terrorists
I am not a capitalist
I am not a communist
I am not a political label
I am an individual
Look at me
Touch my skin
I won't stand for your
to the wave & get that cash
Since grad class, grab life by the horn & her big fat ass
Ain't finna be broke like a communist, not one for the politics
In this
on war
Full of gun laws
Crimson communists flee
Everything deceased
In the wake of my flex
In the wake of my flex
Run, run for your life
Run, run for your
Your humour's juvenile
You wear your own designs
Your gender's undefined
You tell us to resist
Your views are Communist
Your hair's different every day
yells Johnny you're gonna die!
Screwin' around with World War 3
Have a crappy holiday
Your taxes at work
With this communist jerk
cs we all get blown
cats is 2 faced like they Siamese
I ain't communist but I don't want it with the Chinese
When we was kids we was dippin & yokin
Catch me smokin like
into your toothpaste, unseen in your proteins
Its that circular game, where far right and left are the same
Calling out Fascists, Socialists, Communists
they can't control
It must get lonely in the corner on your pedestal
You claim to be a communist but want a monarchy
You guard the gates to your kingdom
yeah)
They wasn't rocking style nah nah they wasn't rocking it
This my swag, i'm a communist
Nothing wrong with my feelings (nothing wrong yeah)
Playing
you tiny Tim
I want free health care cuz I'm a socialist
Fuck child labor motherfuck a capatalist
Dictate what she do like I'm a communist
Lipstick left
I can't seem to understand
The monkey solider who drifts on wood
The billionaire who is too cool to share
The communist with a golden phone
But with
Fuck me, eat me out, don't just suck me, trash me
Bash me and throw it out
Can you track this
I've got lip gloss and it's communist
My hands on your nips
of The Only One…
While the communists and Jainists and Buddhists have none,
And the Hindus have many and Taoists have many more
But some folk worship missiles,
Your humour's juvenile
You wear your own designs
Your gender's undefined
You tell us to resist
Your views are Communist
Your hair's different every day
is relabeled "misinformation"
Politicians cook the books
They're all on the take
Your "experts" are all Communists
And all your News is fake
Because
The twinkle in his eye
Trippin on a mushroom
To get out of his ominous life
Out of his ominous life
Into a communist life
When does a botanist sigh?
Into
time
Beautiful people, communist ruler dictator
Drink rum with mint leave lime
Close yours and rest
Black market eggs and pork
Sunshine, smoke and fumes
in fear
Blocking all the rides, corpses interfere
Watch it blow, yeah watch it blow
The baby was a communist that needed to go
a narcissist
I want you to say I'm a narcissist
Say hell if you narcissist
I want you to say I'm a narcissist
Imma narcissist youse a communist
Fuck sharing
the car companies and curse all of their lobbyists
Blessed are the unions
And Blessed are the communists
on March 24, 1976 occurred
a coup in Argentina,
McCarthyites No communist ties
Protons, Electrons Always cause explosions Protons, Electrons Jimmy Neutron
A communist bitch
My momma had to bribe him
Just to get my sister
On the plane
Grew up without a father
Haven't seen that nigga
Since ten
And when I think
on stallin'
dictate the scenes like Stalin
beg your pardon
I’m not communist
I’m just here to party
woke up in the UK
Tom hardy
covered in bodies
models who
and nations who didn’t fall in line with its specific ideas of living. The Red Scare inspired countless anti-leftist, anti-communist works of art throughout
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