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lil byte - eminem - fall of trump lyrics

magas! listen up! ’bout time we had a talk! ’cause the sh+t is getting out of hand, so we got to get along, how the f+ck is it now with each election for office? what we left for the options for either fascists or fossils? we had enough of it, like archean relics with bronse or postiche and plenty of balm on could be whatever we wanted to see our troubles met. (woah, woah, woah, woah.) to ease and lessen the hardships for each and every commoner seek what set us apart from these evil governments. i feel we’re dead in the water when we will bet on a bossman who’s deals will benefit none of us but his f+cking self (woah, woah, woah, woah.)

no need for the left, ’cause trump is a virus of the mind spread with this rhetoric embedding itself in a reptillian section. i guess that his suggestion of injecting disinfectants should get a second wind! except we’re testing it on him untill his head’ll give! so like gwyneth did at the end of se7ven i’ll never get to think outside the box again. a kremlin minion ever since he severed strings with every clinton set on getting plenty rich and kept that sh+t a centum as he’ll bend your men for every penny. stretch, and twist them. d+mn hypocrite, them immigrants are in every inch of bedminster. sh+t, why else you think this b+tch is so dense? he’s so effing stingy that he pinched his own sense. it be like three miles north of molkom. if i ever ran into him after i’d gaslight him he could withstand any +rs+kicking as i tell him to pick up himself and hit the road like sam kinison. his prejudice like cher as it’s transparent, a s+xist pig with pending litigations of s+x offences, despositions stretching into tens of millions when convicted. a f+cking ethnic bigot lecturing the left as he hasn’t been commencing unexpected inspections of many women in their dressingrooms. still undressed, as contestants on pageants that he possesses as they’re left trembleing just for them to then hear him tell: “i’m just checking in, so as you were.” as he brags about it to howard stern in an interview. it’s criminal, so how the f+ck is it now with each election for office? what we left for the options for either fascists or fossils? we had enough of it, like archean relics with bronse or postiche and plenty of balm on could be whatever we wanted to see our troubles met. (woah, woah, woah, woah.) to ease and lessen the hardships for each and every commoner seek what set us apart from these evil governments. i feel we’re dead in the water when we will bet on a bossman who’s deals will benefit none of us but his f+cking self (woah, woah, woah, woah.)

i’ll wait for donald to be on fifth avenue strapped with a semiglock. i’m letting off on this demigod. wait, what? demigod? that is not what i+ oh! a demagogue setting off a redneck mob expressly not intending harm, but when they start to ram in hard a metal bar, wrecking the cogs of every law, upsetting all of the status quo, just to see what happens on the off+chance that of this man on the helm of america. that’s a rebels cause, right? such a nihilistic terrourplot, i insist, a paradox. extra! extra! get your anarchistic cherry popped with the iron fist of john barron rocks so you dyk+s own it to thank your god for the tiny little hands he’s got. ride the insurrection like it might just get him back inside, then deny he had incentivised the riots when it went awry. and why the problems with transgenders now? when the whiny b+tch has tanningspas, all kinds of sh+t, comseticwise. require that his hair is dyed and prides and identifys as a “selfmade man!” so d+mn vain that he grabs them by the p+ssy because it reminds him of himself alot! unless he grabs them to buy the p+ssy, like stormy daniels, right? but not natasha stoynoff who he tryed to shut the door on behind her while she’s forced onto the wall by trump and groped on with donald’s tongue in her throat on the mar+a+lago tour, um. now, that, i call lock her room talk. it’s funny, because, the role of the wall he wanted so much was by and large to ward off the garbage dump that no one would want to cross the country but winding up constructing all of his towers like some robots by pixar. no wonder donald calls it cutting the cost across the board, uh, how the f+ck is it now with each election for office? what we left for the options for either fascists or fossils? we had enough of it, like archean relics with bronse or postiche and plenty of balm on could be whatever we wanted to see our troubles met. (woah, woah, woah, woah.) to ease and lessen the hardships for each and every commoner seek what set us apart from these evil governments. i feel we’re dead in the water when we will bet on a bossman who’s deals will benefit none of us but his f+cking self (woah, woah, woah, woah.)

f+cking c+nt! i hope you kick the bucket! this b+tch here chuckled at at gunreform as our children duck in class! that’s trump literally laughing at the country’s expense as the federal debt appears to be like a school shooting amongst the hearing impaired ’cause trump shot up the deaf. is it sincere when he said it? clear to get rid of it year after year, as he sneered and didn’t give us an ear. which, is pretty wierd, as he didn’t didn’t care to use them except when he had to really stick his fingers in there! so many shortcomings, he can’t be belittled. yeah, this b+tch is so shifty he’d slip the middlefinger in a fricking pinky swear! not even the mirror of erised would see him as king. so, no need to adhere to some trumped up crown when dude left the u.s. in a cl+stref+ck and the only “peace” he brought was stuck to his scalp! f+ck it, ’cause now there will be h+ll to pay. he’s just a hair away from tartarus ’cause i’m murking this huckstre ’till he starts to wig out! this sucker ain’t got the brightest bulb. accusations of racism, fraud, raping and caught inciting violence so i think there’s nothing that may turn him off. call him the “centennial light” ’cause he’ll always be that dimwitted, so i say to my heart, now, how the f+ck is it now with each election for office? what we left for the options for either fascists or fossils? we had enough of it, like archean relics with bronse or postiche and plenty of balm on could be whatever we wanted to see our troubles met. (woah, woah, woah, woah.) to ease and lessen the hardships for each and every commoner seek what set us apart from these evil governments. i feel we’re dead in the water when we will bet on a bossman who’s deals will benefit none of us but his f+cking self (woah, woah, woah, woah.)

but his f+cking self. none of us but his f+cking self. but his f+cking self. none of us but his f+cking self. little byte, little byte, little byte! (but his f+cking self. none of us but his f+cking self.) little byte, little byte, little byte. (but his f+cking self. none of us but his f+cking self.)

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