Yo I woke your man up
Broke your band up
I´m the last act playin at the dope-a-rama

Smoke and mirrors, coke and hammers
Little kids get raped
Here to okla-bama?

Cure for cancer, cure for aids
You know they got that shit locked away
They´ll give it to you, man, just not today
Pharmaceutical companies say you got to pay

So pull your pants up, do the rock away
Don´t think about how it operates
Behind the scenes, behind the curtains
Catholic priest, anal sex with virgins

Who owns the government gets the permit
God´s online with a texting sermon
For Rex? and Herman and the Czechs and Germans
These are just diversions from the Texas earnings

Every time they make a bomb you know they´re getting paid (bang bang)
Let me sell you fear cuz money´s made when you´re afraid

News cast flash with a mass of fascists
Smash glass bass? Pass Damascus
Conquest bomb test cats distracted
By the wildin´ mollies? And their lack of asses

Pack a back-a-woods sarin black as ashes
New styles futile back to rappin´
They own their earth with their gas and fracking
And they´re laughin´ at us, Galafinakas

The deeper you dig, the more dirt you´ll find
That´s why I don´t use a shovel here most of the time

Don´t pull your thang out unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Syria