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Introducing... Sly deSilva, All-American Villain (Heh) July 4th, Independence Day pimpin' (Yeah) Hit the lick, rep the set, gang gang USA, number one, let that fuckin' flag hang If rap don't work, still got Wall Street Put it in the bag, this a motherfuckin' robbery Walkin' out the bank with the duffel bag on me Dappin' up the cops while I'm bumpin' Mach-Hommy In that nation built on enslavement Pockets full of slave masters with green faces Shit, I guess crime pays, that's a bitch, ain't it? The American way, baby, that's how we made it (Yeah) It's Manifest Destiny on yo' fuckin' wallet Andrew Jacksons stackin' up from sellin' hatred for profit (Heh) But it's a trap like Ackbar The MAGA hats act hard but bitchmade like Tucker Carlson Word to Tuck the Cuck, I was 'bout to try to fuck Mrs. Carlson 'Til I seen a recent picture, nah, he could keep that shit (Hehaha) Just gimme Tomi Lahren's digits I'm tryna fuck on her and Kaitlin Bennett She gave that sloppy-toppy (Gluck, gluck) In a drop-top Bentley No Interruption, that's that balanced Fox News coverage (Hahahahha) And the shit don't stop Like the foreign wars we more in for the corporate profits Album drop, they said I don't got enough pop appeal Too much politics and not enough poppin' pills Plus I spit it too grimy, you can't fit me on your playlist Or play this on the radio You'll scare the hoes Political horrorcore but it's more real Got the Macklemore fade lookin' tiki torch trill On the same block where they shot the Thrift Shop video I'm gentrifying Capitol Hill (Hah, yeah) Live from Seattle in the CHOP zone where every night it's pop-pop-pop Fireworks and firearms going brap-brap-brap 'Cause the protests been planted with the opps Since the cops up and left the fuckin' block Like some pussies Even left the doors unlocked We tryna sabotage the people, make the movement flop And all the media repeatin' all the lies we plot So ain't nobody that could get me to stop Now are you ready for the fireworks? (Heh) It's 'bout to go off Rap game never seen this type of gangster before (Uh) All-American Villain gettin' the fetti RIP David Koch, free Martin Shkreli
Writer(s): Carter Tinney, Debor Marttila Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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