mankind x the deity complex - obama care lyrics
[hook: n8! (aka !llumin@te)]
uh!
obama in a bomber jacket
how fitting (how fitting). you let a black
family in a white house, but if you don’t own it, then you
only house+sitting (house+sitting). how fitting (how fitting)
[verse 1: n8! (aka !llumin@te)]
44 stitched on a sleeve, it’s not
gucci, but it’s stitched on a g for general+approved
“bomb first” was generally the mood
“drop it like it’s hot” ‘til the enemy’s subdued like
“pew!” make it look cool
i’m screaming, “they’re shooting.” this is “made you look” too for the
two+time presidential sending two shots
at whoever sent you. my central intelligence
is my agency. black man in america
they’re afraid of me. it’s just me, myself, and i
my brother’s keeper, hawaii five+0
white mother’s features, black father’s swag
dreams that your father had, black coffee, whole cream
makes it half+and+half, brown paper bag
test testimonies, no money in the middle class
little muhammads get found dead from the missile blast
(boom, boom, boom, boom!)
[hook: n8! (aka !llumin@te)]
obama in a bomber jacket
how fitting (how fitting). you let a black
family in a white house, but if you don’t own it, then you
only house+sitting (house+sitting). how fitting (how fitting)
[verse 2: sciryl]
uh! melania in osama’s mansion
donald duck when he’s tired of quacking. huh!
how fitting. photograph it, frame it
famous. how is it that mike jack
passed and got k!lled by the soul assassins
going backwards, frozen ashes. comedy of errors
got the soldiers laughing. load ‘em in and close
the casket shut, blow the doors if they’re acting up—huh!
hold the ratchets up, show the missile, blow the
b+st+rds up ‘til he’s nothing but a folded flag and dust
yuck! they’ve been told they’re not enough and
shown a lack of love. grab the cue ball and
rack ‘em up. yuck! huh!
news f+cking with their moods. boom!
(boom!) and we made it look true. they believed
that that was “made you look” too. huh
and that’s what made you look. nas, kanye made
the hood move—that’s a good move. three strikes and the
book threw. not a main man, black and black
so it looks cool. an acrobat
in a good suit. what was shook, dude, shook snoop
2020, i’m f+cking hungry, good food. whoo!
it’s getting hot in here. i need a soup
i need some milk and obama care
(facts!) got it
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