Tom Swifty - Republican Tears (feat. Phillip Morris & Dick V) Lyrics

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 f*ckin 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
F*ck 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