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c.h.i.i. - the white house lyrics

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hi my name is dan
and yes i smoke weed
i choke thieves and tie murderers to oak trees
i’ve got a style that’s ill-er than lung cancer
and young teens would rather let the guns answer

see i’m a straight alcoholic with bad anger
that’ll drink a full fifth and slit your dad’s finger
go to bp, just to fill up with gasoline
come to the er so i can walk in and smash your spleen
yes my -ss is mean

i just blew up the f-ckin’ white house
so you better call the crash team and black teens
so i can walk in and smash things
and i run outta that b-tch faster than athletes

you can find me on the tracks where i k!ll cops
and i’ll spit bars behind bars and still rock
if i catch your lies b-tch, you’ll end up with two bl–dy eye lids, tied legs, and a head dipped in fried eggs

hey obama, how about that birthday certificate?
and f-ck you too bush, you’re just hick who’s illiterate
but i don’t really give a sh-t
i whip out my d-ck and get intimate with hilary clinton’s cl-t

i’m the ill-est mc maybe cause i kick knowledge and evict amish people who skipped college
i’m aroused when there’s ganja and a fat bowl
and i swallow these rappers like anacondas and black holes
i got a vocab with more puns than shakespears
i choke f-gs and wonder why these guns create fear

made in america? relax. nothing’s sold here
i guess i’ll just die on the tracks drinking cold beer

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