Republican Tears (feat. Phillip Morris & Dick V)

Now is justice the art which gives good to friends and evil to enemies Or nothing else in the interest of the stronger people How many belligerent Republicans have read Plato's Republic Probably little to none of them The President belittles the public and gets away with it Voting really doesn't work in these days, and it Pains my soul to even have to say this shit Slave in the matrix, still set upon makin a statement And I'll never fake it until I make it Rather put em on blast and post it Even though they can erase it Niggas set up as weak, language is faded I got my mind organized, feng shui is amazing Everything is in place now Everything I write these days I'll be damned if my lovely mama ain't proud I am often overlooked like the performance of Ryan Reynolds in the movie Safe House Republican tears, cryin over less rules When I fuckin appear, I'm cryin over Deadpool Plus I can't respect a President with bad hair But go ahead and introduce him with the fanfare Music is kinda like the drugs and the beer It helps us to escape all our troubles and fears And we ain't all about that pain and suffering here But we love the taste of Republican tears Fox News steady pumpin that fear Spreadin lies to keep god-king Trump in the clear And we ain't all about that pain and suffering here But we love the taste of Republican tears My social media feed is half outraged, half complacent And the ones without the attention span to be pissed have white faces I ain't saying they racist, just apathetic and so defensive Hate to admit we still benefit from a system built on human enslavement And even after that you can trace the path of progress By who's finally startin to get a bit more and who has still got less Sometimes a new system gets put in place to fill up the spot left Rich, white men still keep slaves in the prison-industrial complex Some forms of change is just more of the same Soldiers still decorate their uniforms with foreigners' brains That's if they get close enough, most of em just push buttons Playing video games with other lives that don't mean nothin to them But if they kill a friend by accident, they might just get A feelin that perhaps this end is classified as righteous death Who decides your laws? Who makes your religion Maybe they be playin puppeteer with precision Unoriginal philosophies say drop to ya knees for property Hypocrisy is rampant, we stay lampin-that's a policy Me? I talk a big game, but need to get back to livin it Writin a song for the cause ain't really much more than slacktivism--I admit it Music is kinda like the drugs and the beer It helps us to escape all our troubles and fears And we ain't all about that pain and suffering here But we love the taste of Republican tears Fox News steady pumpin that fear Spreadin lies to keep god-king Trump in the clear And we ain't all about that pain and suffering here But we love the taste of Republican tears I'm searching for freedom; a meaningful place Where peaceful people lead the way and this epidemic's at bay We ain't got time here to waste our lives fearing Policies monopolies and following tears I got a trail of my own, so let me let it be known I'm better sent to the hole than elected senator or president; still better than those We sent to meddle in homes and make America great again I'm betting they don't Plus it wasn't great in the first place Unless you love money, white people and birth rates It's like a date rape turned to a relationship I love my country but the history just makes me sick Fuck your pride; not just this administration I don't fly a flag because I understand we're not the greatest In fact we're subpar, unhealthy as a nation Playing games with people's hearts; upcharging every patient Better pages written after now than back then I refuse to live my greatest days in past tense Let's strike a match stick, burn them down with fact checks Learn them how to have respect and purge them like we have sense No greater time to rebuild than in this moment I feel the average citizen's intelligent and relevant still Instead of testing everyone's will Question the debt and the bills Question the threats and the kills Question the sentences condemning desperate men to live ill Question the benefits executives collect on the hill Live with benevolence, except when ripping limbs from the system Dismember the fed and put an end to politicians Music is kinda like the drugs and the beer It helps us to escape all our troubles and fears And we ain't all about that pain and suffering here But we love the taste of Republican tears Fox News steady pumpin that fear Spreadin lies to keep god-king Trump in the clear And we ain't all about that pain and suffering here But we love the taste of Republican tears