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Abort Shun
01:58
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Hold me like Trump dry-humped that flag
Caress me like Giuliani fixing his pants
Kiss me like Biden with his granddaughter
And remember abortion is nothing but slaughter
When you love a lady, make a baby, put it in you
The pregnancy you have to continue
When Coney Barret writes up the treatise
Anthony Kiedis wouldn’t kill a fetus
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
I can’t tell if I’m a keeper or a tosser
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<3
01:34
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Swipe right if you love me, and I’ll hold you tight
Never sign off of me, don’t unsubscribe
Stay with me surely through woke diatribe
Digital approval keeps us warm at night
Snap me your dreams, text me your fears
Share with me all of your best meme finds
Our connection will last through the years
Or until we have to meet for real
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CashLeech.com
00:30
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4. |
For The Economy
01:33
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Give me back my shitty job
My aching back, my asshole boss
Give me back my pittance pay
My disposable days
Give me less time with those I love
Give me back my identity
Tied tightly to my wage slavery
My early mornings, my lack of sleep
The lies that keep, they keep me meek
I want to go back to the grind
To be a cog, to moan and whine
And when I’m in my dying bed
I’ll recall my wasted years
For the economy
I gave up my autonomy
For the economy
I became an invalid
I was allowed to retire
Well after I was dead
Carry on my comrade-son
There’ll be health care when you’re done
Let Joe Biden do his best
Then we’ll cry some more
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5. |
Sweet Leave
00:46
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Donny Hit and Run Pussy
02:50
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They bought a sterilized depo
To clear the sex machine thug
He got twenty-four lawyers to grab all pussies between the legs
Ninety-six tweets in twenty-four hours
He fires once an hour
Donny hit and run pussies
Tower doors held open
His apprentice spread wide open
Then he made it on main street
That's when he drug a girl inside
He was spreading her legs
And didn't understand lying
Then he said “you’re fired”
Donny hit and run pussies
When they were waking up
Beside the bed
They found clumps of orange hair
The last pussies wouldn't cooperate
Ivanka and Tiffany wanted to escape
Then daddy said ‘you’re fired’
Donny hit and run pussies
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A’MIGA
02:05
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When I was a young boy, I transferred to a new school
I learned to love it, it was the best school in the world
But then some new kids came along and ruined everything
My class had changed before me, I was no longer king
Won’t somebody come along and rub out this stain
It’s time to make my school great again
I want it to be great again
When I got a little older, and found my livelihood
I had the kind of job to make a man feel really good
But then they just started letting anyone in
And work became just like my school days again
Won’t somebody come along who has just half a brain
That’s all it’d take to make job great again
I want my job to be great again
When I bought my house, this neighborhood was good
It was the last piece of my life that still felt as it should
But new folks started showing up and changing everything
And I’m dreading what other change tomorrow’s gonna bring
Won’t somebody come along and save us from the drain
Someone to make this town great again
I hate people comin’ after me who just aren’t the same
I want to make it great again
I love Ronny and Donny who both knew the pain
And now they gonna make it great again
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GHWB
02:43
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Herbie’s finally unloaded as they get him out the hearse
We should be celebrating, but somehow the country’s worse
Dubya took the spotlight to remind us of the past
When our idiot asshole presidents showed a little class
Skull and bones made the governor who crept in like a spectre
All the way to the lead spook as the CIA director
Paired with Ronald Reagan using MAGA for their mantra
Bush he pardoned all his cronies that they sent to fund the Contras
The neo-con got it done, and then he got away
Left his mark and a deficit that we’d all have to pay
The man in the high castle, the elephant in the room
Spread the word on street that no Bush could die too soon
Deadly silent about AIDS, trumped up time for selling crack
Made his paternal legacy by invading Iraq
He stormed the desert hard, made it rain a hundred hells
Toxic fog left from uranium depleted in the shells
Groomed his sons for the throne, but sadly just the one
Another ex-Texan governor to get the mission done
But when it comes to Dubby, we no longer need to tutor
We told you sixteen years ago, you need spay and neuter
Neo-con he got it done, and then he got away
Left his mark and a deficit that we’d all have to pay
Despite a thousand points of light, Dubya wasn’t bright
And for all we know they both grabbed a pussy every night
The neo-con’s in a box, but we buried just his shell
A kinder, gentler ghost haunting capitol hell
The man in the high castle is the elephant in the room
It’s time we took his legacy and locked it in that tomb
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9. |
Food 4 MAGAts
00:49
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CashLeech Jingle
00:08
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Patriots on Parade
02:35
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Apple pies on window sills
Skipping rocks across private pools
Picket fence all around the yard
Freedom, we all must guard
This is my America
Can’t buy America
This is my America
We’re gettin’ by in America
Best healthcare in the all world
Assuming that you can afford
Our president is very powerful
He lies so well, has such a pungent smell
This is my America
Makes you cry, America
This is my America
Sell the lie of America
Endless wars we fight
For cheap shit we all can hide
Burning down integrity
A bit at a time makes it hard to see
Those flags wont fuck themselves
Those flags wont fuck themselves
Fuckin’ themselves, fuckin’ themselves
Lickin’ and sucking, stump-fucking themselves
Fuck those fucking flags hard
This is my America
Proud of my America
This is my America
Lovin’ some America
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15. |
The Elephant in the Room
01:24
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16. |
Bell-End Freedom Riders
02:09
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Y'allqaeda gravy seals
Meal team six, supper fi
Inbred motherfuckers no lie
Bell-end freedom riders
Cospatriot players
Armchair rally instigators
All dressed up and nowhere to go
Bell-end freedom liars
Demon seed, COVID dream
Gape me gently
Tread harder daddy
My neck my back
My bussy and my crack
For gape me oh lord
Gapes of WAP
Subs and simps
Off the ball
Behind the wall
Tactifools licking boots
Bell end freedom riders
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17. |
Moronica
01:22
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18. |
Pestilences
01:38
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19. |
CashLeech Outro
00:12
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