Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Politiclash, artist - Jon Cozart. Date of issue: 20.07.2016
Song language: English
Politiclash |
| Who are you gonning to vote for? |
| Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 2016 presidential debate |
| Get your popcorn ready |
| This is… politiclash |
| Five, six, seven, eight! |
| Hi, Hillary here, (Woman up!) |
| Been in power for many a year |
| Spent a decade or three in political spheres |
| You say I’m just first lady? |
| You’re killin' me here |
| Strolling up to the White House, I never forget |
| The smell of carpe diem carpet bombs and ceiling the debt |
| Back when I operated Bill like a marionette |
| Sporting Gepetto stilettos |
| Taking on ghettos and terror threats |
| Then real boy toyed with the wrong brunette |
| Pinocchio-ing, poking around to get his wood wet |
| Still eight years running, didn’t break a sweat |
| Left with my head on my shoulders |
| I’m no Marie Antoinette |
| My speed is breakneck, take checks |
| Won’t apologize for the upset |
| Didn’t die with my man, this ain’t no Romeo, Juliet |
| Mama’s back for the votes, just call me suffragette |
| Forget Bill, I’m an à la carte oligarch and I’m crushing it |
| Hi, Clinton is back, (Suit up!) |
| In a pantsuit and on the attack, (Brute up!) |
| Protecting people from here to Iraq |
| Gonna pick up that torch from Barack |
| You can sing hallelujah, but I’m too much to Handel |
| Forget Shonda Rhymes, I invented the Scandal |
| Benghazi Nazi paparazzi come and stir up another fuss |
| Call TIME magazine, I’m the queen of the cover up’s |
| Gonna kick ass and take blames |
| Upper class, I’ll take aim |
| Put Bernie in an urn and fight the fanboy-fanned flames |
| I’m hyper activist |
| The lion, elephant’s nemesis |
| An emotional strategist, black mamba, I’m venomous |
| Wrathful warrior pacifist, channel Yahweh in Genesis |
| I’m the gaudiest, godliest, godless, minimal feminist |
| I’m HRC, New election, new me |
| All hail the female in 2016! |
| (Trump): Eh, Hilarry, can I talk? |
| (Clinton): No? |
| (Trump): Terrific |
| So we’re supposed to elect you just because you’re a woman? |
| You’re less likable than Cruz, and he looks like a melting snowman |
| Such excitement for indictment, this email thing’s a bad omen |
| Getting cold, better run to Putin before you get Snowden |
| Don’t be alarmed, it’s just me, the real Donald Trump |
| I’m here to smear to give your ladies and your ratings a bump |
| You pumped? |
| I’m the buyer’s choice to make America great again |
| Mission’s simple: Give permission to let Americans hate again |
| Speaking of which, Obama’s a Muslim, talk about foreign aid |
| Where was he born? |
| Africa? |
| I popped out in suede |
| And hey, when life gave me millions, I made billionaide |
| Best served on ice with a plate of Barack O’BBQ in the shade |
| Money, money, money, money~ |
| Took my casino earnings, brought some cash to the party |
| Just spent a weekend at Bernie’s |
| And now we’re crashing the parties |
| Poaching establishment voters on a Ferrari safari |
| Talkin' a big game sipping on some fascist Bacardi |
| Jk, I don’t drink, I have self-control |
| Unless you’re not-white, Rosie O’Donnel, or an internet troll |
| Blew up Republican politics like the law was Sharia |
| Made Chris Christie my bitchie |
| Turned Carson into Madea |
| Ted held hands with Fiorina while my fans filled arenas |
| Poor bruised abused Cruz |
| I stole his role in God’s Not Dead 3-uh |
| Bernie, baby, take notes from a true inside outsider |
| You’re a dumbfounded dumb founder of a movement that floundered |
| Your camp can riot at my rallies but don’t show up to fight |
| Things get messy when teens start exercising their rights |
| The Jew has risen… let's go! |
| So you’re worth millions |
| Well I’m a meme, that’s my net worth |
| I’m set, working the net, go on and keep your networks |
| I’m gonna polarize ya, pulverize ya, separate the truth from lies |
| Ya can’t stop the young people |
| Bernie’s gonna youthenize ya |
| I’m new and old-fashioned, hi, I’m Bernie Sanders |
| I came from the streets of Brooklyn to be your chief commander |
| I meander gerrymandering and slander from a witch |
| Which, by the by, is why I pitched a campaign for the no-rich niche |
| Funded by Americans, Bernie’s super packless |
| No corruption, no greed |
| I’m like a Shamwow, no mess |
| Hit the campaign trail with black sails |
| Eff the police I’m freeing the black males |
| Stall white-collar low-ballers from tipping cash to tip the scales |
| Gonna fill the jails with laymen |
| Hope their souls are worth the savings |
| Misbehave in the Caymens |
| Trump, you’re gonna go to hell for your havens, oh boy! |
| Hey Satan, is this seat taken? |
| America’s gotta white-collar cravin' |
| I’m the second most-popular socialist Jew gettin' praised in this nation |
| If ya got a couple millions, you’ll be revolushunned |
| I got 99 problems, but my percent ain’t 1 |