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[verse]
yo, listen up, the man’s a clown in a suit too tight
golden towers, but his empire’s built on lies and spite
tweets like bullets, scattershot from his mar+a+lago throne
dividin’ the nation, leavin’ families torn and alone
wall on the border? nah, that’s just a fence for his ego
maga hats hidin’ the hate, but we see through the ego
tax cuts for the rich, crumbs for the rest of us grindin’
healthcare in chaos, while he’s out there whinin’ and signin’
stormy nights with payoffs, hush money in the dark
grabbin’ power like it’s p+ssy, leavin’ permanent marks
insurrection at the capitol, he lit the fuse with a spark
january 6th riot, his legacy’s a permanent scar
fake news? that’s his shield when the truth comes knockin’
covfefe confessions, brain farts while the world’s rockin’
from bankruptcies to the oval, same con artist’s game
draining the swamp? nah, he turned it into his flame

[chorus]
donald trump, bad president, yeah, that’s the word on the street (street, street)
dividin’ us deep, while he tweets from his seat (seat, seat)
bad president, orange glow, ego on fleek (fleek, fleek)
lies stack high, but we see through the deceit (deceit, deceit)
bad, bad, bad – that’s the vibe he brings (brings, brings)
nation in chains, hear the whole world sing (sing, sing)
trump, bad president, end of the ring (ring, ring)
[verse]
back in the day, reality tv king with the flair
now he’s the prez, but the air’s gettin’ thick with despair
pandemics ignored, bleach injections, what a joke
masks off, crowds wild, while the body count spoke
immigrants caged like animals in his twisted view
family separations, tears in the queue
trade wars with china, tariffs hittin’ the poor
farmers in the dust, can’t take it no more
supreme court stacked, rights under attack
roe v. wade flipped, women fightin’ back
election denial, stealin’ votes in his mind
big lie spread wide, leavin’ democracy blind
golf trips galore, while the crisis unfolds
secret service chasin’ his ego in gold
from the white house to the courts, he’s dodgin’ the heat
but history’s callin’ – bad prez, can’t be beat
ayy, skrrt – peel out the fraud, leave the truth in the rearview
america’s wakin’, no more room for your crew



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