HEY COPS!
FEELING STRESSED?
WORK CAUSING TROUBLES AT HOME?
EXPERIENCING REAL HUMAN ISSUES?
AMERICA UNDERSTANDS.
SO WE’D LIKE TO OFFER YOU
A PAID VACATION
AND STATE FUNDED THERAPY!
HOW YOU ASK?
IT’S EASY!
**** SOMEBODY
black

*offer may not be applicable after elections

Hey copper bullet tell me where ya gona fly.
Used for target practice or to make another mother cry?
Hey copper bullet whats the sense of your creation?
To **** another young man
to make us a prouder nation?
Hey copper bullet are you used for self defense?
But wasn't it you who had jumped over the fence?
Hey copper bullet is there shame on your face?
If you lay your body down will it make this a peaceful place?
Hey copper bullet why don't you go away?
We need to make a change or youll be here to stay.

C’mon, let’s drop some more bombs!
It’s alright, they are the ones who are wrong.
They run, they scream, they hide—
It’s alright, people always die
There’s no need to know why
Just go focus on getting by.

But I’m tired of all the lies
I can’t see—
I’ve lost sight of the blue skies
The fire and smoke burns my eyes
It’s alright, everyone dies!

But why would I live
Where there’s no sunrise?
Blacked out by greed in disguise
I think I can hear their cries!
It’s alright, everyone dies!

Oh, but I know why!
It’s now so clear to me
Oh, yes, I can see
When You compare us to them
It looks like we are free
But this is not who we ought to be
We have to break from this false reverie!


You can’t erase what You’ve done,
Our memories, or the fallen ones.
None of this is my idea of fun
So I won’t turn, I won’t run,
Not until we see the day
When peace has won.

You come into my house and try to cram political correctness down my throat.
I'm sick and tired of hearing you run your big mouth, you're on a sinking boat.
You try to tell me how to talk and how to believe.
You're not welcome in my house, you'd better leave.
You won't force your views on me.
You say that my lifestyle is wrong but I don't agree.
You continue to run your mouth and you refuse to stop.
You're refusing to leave so now I'm going to call the cops.
When I put you in jail, you certainly won't be missed.
You call yourself politically correct but I call you a fascist.

Whats pain
Comes and goes like rain
Leaving a scar that remains
Wishing you could get it off like a stain
But it never fades
Just becomes your shadow
Follows you around
Youll never win that battle
So you embrace it let it out let it guide your pen
Let it give you meaning to the feelings you express Let it bring to life the pictures you paint
Let it bring to life the person you aint
The person that struggles to jot down a word Becomes the person that writes you verse after verse Person that brings you happiness and love
Is now the person who always looks at the worst Thats pain
Dont let it haunt you
Keep the past in the past
Dont let it shine through
Learn from your mistakes
May they make you better
Dont live by them tho
Cause every pill is bitter
And you try to forget
But even you cant forgive
Hurting the ones you love
So you try to relive
Wishing you can go back in time
Do your life over
Never write another rhyme
Cause every one is filled with blood and tears
And is it really worth it to ink down your fears
We all fear our pain
We all hide our faces were all ashamed
We all just wanna be free
But then we wouldnt be able to feel
We wouldnt be able to ****
We wouldnt know whats real
Pain keeps us going
Like happiness or rage
Its like a dagger through the heart
But makes it bigger in exchange
Just know that you can get through
Anything you sustain
And you shouldnt really complain
Kids are dying on the streets back home
Mums hear their screams knowing theyre all alone And no amount of tears is ever enough
They wonder why those killers werent in cuffs Thats real pain ill never face
I can only imagine myself in their place
Losing my loved ones to cowards who were too weak to escape And the devil used them as puppets sealing their fate
This doesnt even make any sense
I just need a little space to vent
Let out my frustrations the world is corrupt
And i wish my death was abrupt
Maybe thats a little too much
Maybe my thoughts are a little to rough
I guess i can be a little too tough
But i dont wanna see my ownn homies turn to dust

Winking, Stinking and Clod,
Each with a gross ugly ***.
Each a miserable  thief
With greed past belief
And all were hatched out of a pod.

Two hundred silly baboons,
So like unfunny cartoons,
Overpaid and mindless,
They call them a congress.
We won’t be forgetting them soon.

Floppy, Tipsy and Cottonhead
Three bunnies talented in bed.
They rake in the gold
Doing what they’re told
Repeating to no one what’s said.

Hakey fakey Doctor Duck,
Gives glowing reports for a buck.
Not much they’ve done
Was anything like fun
But his hush money fills a truck.

Liar, liar, pants on fire
How does your bank account grow?
We hastily must warn
The banks are foreign
So Americans have no way to know.

They ask what I am
As if they could draw a map
On my skin
Paved by my color
My hair
And my name

But even I can’t trace the path.
I’m a mutt of people
Lost
In time
And yet I am here.
And I am human.
Is that not enough?

Hypocritical catastrophe,
Irreverent duplicity,
Luminarial ludiocrity,
Nonsensical impetuosity.

Flippy floppy, slippy sloppy,
Blamey gamey, shame, shame, shame.

Constitutional incongruity,
Jesuitical dictatoriality,
Oxymoronic partiality,
Nepotistic surreality.

Materialistic abnormality,
Monetaristic conviviality ,
Ritualistic mediocrity,
Histrionic philanthropy.

Gotten rotten, misbegotten
Seldom truthful, lie, lie, lie.

Misdirection genuflection,
Malefaction justification,
Incarceration implication,
Resignation profliferation.

Prevarication reiteration,
Damnation indication,
Malefaction direction
Undetected discretion.

Flippy floppy, slippy sloppy,
Blamey gamey, shame, shame, shame.
Gotten rotten, misbegotten
Seldom truthful, lie, lie, lie.

There was a reason I unfriended you in November of 2016, but my heart won't let the rest of my body do what your president does so well like hate, discriminate, let ignorance drive. with the click of this accept I am far from forgiving who you choose to align yourself with. I just do what people of your party does so well like forget. like, forget the humans has rights no matter what shade of skin you are, or where your place of birth is. I'll just forget the all lives matter posts to my black lives matter post. I'll just forget........

I'm gonna need some money to help me
I'm gonna grease somebody's hand
I'm gonna need the staff to hold leaks down
I don’t need Progressives to care
I'm gonna lie and fake their party
They’ll start pulling out their hair
I'm going to cover our state with
La Follette’s ashes and ain’t nobody gonna give a ****

Son of a Preacher
States on the brink
So much blight
Consistently
Son of a Preacher
I don’t fight clean
I’m gonna throw our state away

Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh

Now for eight long years I've lead this attack
One more is guaranteed
Can we just please keep the lid down
And phone me in with Koch’s link

Son of a Preacher
States on the brink
So much blight
Consistently
Son of a Preacher
I don’t fight clean
I'm gonna throw our state away

Mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm

The state I’m breaking, our water's taken, Foxconn's a guarantee
It’s soul I’m taken, the earth is quaken, no climate's changing me

The state I’m breaking, frac sand is shaken, silica's blowing over me
Your land I’m taken, no hands I’m shaken, voters'll never find me

Son of a Preacher
States on the brink
So much blight
Consistently
Son of a Preacher
I don’t fight clean
I’m gonna throw our state away

Son of a Preacher
States on the brink
So much blight
Consistently
Son of a Preacher
I don’t fight clean
I’m gonna throw our state away

Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh