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letra de rhetorical violence (watch the party go) - d-xterous

[verse 1]
i think it’s time to watch the party go
by the collar, throw them out the window
f-ck trump, f-ck graham, we all know
i’m talkin’ neoliberals on the down low
they couldn’t find a win surgically attached to their chin
let’s flay skin, metaphorically, then slay kin, in a story, then
break their heads if they’re over forty then, kick them down to beg for sorry
even then, vote ‘em back to bed, democratic party’s dead
bloodshed, ain’t friendly fire when they took out bowman
go home cuomo, h0m-s know, it’s time for zohran
took out bush, cori, not georgie. i’m put on earth to take out cory
booker, in his white shirt. go to h-ll, he’ll hurt
stands up sometimes, p-ssed pants crying, not for palestine
he’s a good one, bad ones even worse
wrote the crime bill, p-ssed off lance from the serfs
old age made him hand off to kamala
muricans don’t like black women, that’s aprobalam

who knows, we vote, rock the boat, we spoke, they chose, said hope, said change, don’t know, our rights go, blame me, spiteful, be me, see, poc, aoc, sensible, senate seat, cheese me, no mo’, we h0m-s, and trans youth, uncouth, f-ck schu, chuck you, hawk tu’, f-ck you, you f-cked us, so f-ck you

[verse 2]
trade emmajority of y’all for brooks
hate the authority, y’all are crooks
“be kind to people, be ruthless to systems”
you ain’t in, listen, we’re going nuclear fishin’
carlin, we’re getting dead and big breakfast club bread
god can’t save your ched
source, the fed, i’m unfed
ate the rich, now i’m fed
ate a bill, maybe ten
ate a trill, amazon
ate a shill, elon
ate a bill, pentagon
ain’t feel, ramadan
i think it’s time to watch the party go
send them out to orbit, past pluto
f-ck vance, f-ck kelly, we all know
i’m looking inward this time though
kendrick my idol, macklemore my homie
the one white knight with fire in his tummy
where we at, we got bats, we got gats
flip a switch, we got sticks, we got bics, they starvin’ kids
they just bone, out of stone, rubble homes, what’s a phone
what’s a bill, what’s a ceil, what’s a meal, what’s a loan, mostly gone, hu’s got the throne? netanyahu that hu
how delightful
we so shy so
i don’t stifle
on my kinfolk
i’m big bashful, full of gas so
f-ck with me and get your stash gon’
that’s a promise bro. i said no mo’
get gone, don’t check that x wrong
phone bank my c-ck, bought a glock
stop shop, before you get your head shot off

[verse 3]
sometimes i wonder what king would do
f-ck ‘em up or show them how peace would do
disappointed with white moderates
106 more than kurt vonnegut
pretty clear, would urge us queers
reject fear, the purge is near
we face historical silence
embrace rhetorical violence
sometimes i wonder what x would do
f-ck ’em up or k!ll ‘em like a sushi ro’
not cooked, raw, right hook, jaw
we cl!cked, yah, we bl!cked, brah
it’s really time to watch the party die
send them off now at high tide
if they want to run for president
i want to see them irrelevant
maybe warren, that’s a compromise
neoliberals get euthanized
bought time millennials earned a dime
unkind perennials, not your time

- d xterous

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