Lyrics:
These niggas ain't thugs, the real thugs is the government
Don't matter if you independent, democrat or republican
Niggas politickin the street, get
It's Christmastime in Washington
The Democrats rehearsed
Gettin' into gear for four more years
Things not gettin' worse
Republicans drink whiskey
Republican is the way you vote
You've got a sticker on your bumper that's how I know
And you think true love is around this bend
You've been around the bend
a Republican or a Democrat?
A Liberal fascist full of crap
I'm nothing, I'm nothing
Somebody somewhere saying they're something
But everybody everywhere
Republicans changed the lock on heaven's door
Keys to the kingdom don't fill no more
The poor working man like me and you
If we ain't got money we
then he acted like a republican. Then he acted like somebody was going to vote for him for president. And now we act like 26% of the registered voters
It's Christmastime in Washington
The Democrats rehearsed
Gettin' into gear for four more years
Things not gettin' worse
The Republicans drink
I-M-N-O-T-H-I-N
I-M-N-O-T-H-I-N
I'm nothing'
I'm nothin'
Are you a republican or a democrat
A liberal fascist full of crap
I'm nothin'
I'm
Here he comes again, my evil twin
My friends have seen him hiding underneath my skin
Who cut the arm off the voodoo doll
That resembles a Republican
It's Christmastime in Washington
The Democrats rehearsed
Gettin' into gear for four more years
Things not gettin' worse
The Republicans drink
through fancy boudoirs
And I peeked through window grates
I only saw Republicans
Romancing Southern states
And where were you baby
When my heart went out?
on the NRA
And all the lies they told us along the way
Open fire on each weapons manufacturer
While he's giving head to some Republican senator
And if I
climbing for the top, representin' for the country
I'm the people's champ right out the deer camp
Shotgun toter, republican voter
Hank Junior supporter,
and the republican blames the democrat
The abuser blames the victim, and the society blames the music
It just had to be the will of god, but the devil made me do
governor Republicans be lovin' yea
Yea wave da confederate flag like sum southners
Nah I rather b on da block like a hustler guns with da mufflaz
D's
fly bitches with no covenant
Only the kitchen oven and rules to the government
Ask the republicans how crack cocaine get smuggled in?
Watch them throw
the rarest salmon
Chicks give me brains, but they dumber than a Sarah Palin
Sick of Republican bitches who think they know it all
If it could double they
But it's you, but it's you
In the Tory or the Labor camps, well, it's the same
Republican or Democrat, well, it's still the same to me
Go to Lenin
on the NRA
And all the lies they told us along the way
Open fire on each weapons manufacturer
While he's giving head to some Republican senator
And if I
the government
And the muh'fuckin' Democrats is actin' like Republicans
You join an organization that know black history
But ask them how they plan to make
up and then "Who me?"
Locked in a trunk by Republican villains
Pinstripe suits, experts at killin
Civil war, but some want out
Trapped in a box
on the NRA
And all the lies they told us along the way
Open fire on each weapons manufacturer
While he's giving head to some Republican senator
And if I
who said you could fit all
Of his black friends in the
Trunk of his car and still have
Room for the Republican elephant oatmeal Man
But there was no
the hood, they ain't hearin' you,
Ain't nobody touchin' on,
Democrats, republicans, all those folks,
You know they don't care
Whats going on in
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