Mur Der Ers

I know not all politics are bad... but...

The 'leaders' are vampires...

But not sparkly under the sun.

More like Blade with a loaded gun.

We can't have fun unless you got the paper-

So bow to your government, you'll feel a lot safer.

Pamper the higher up's,

While cupping their nuts.

That innocence you had while growing up-

You lost it when you became an economic s**t.

Is it your fault,

Or the billionaires,

That life isn't fair?

They don't want to share,

So enjoy your nightmare.

Financial messes leaving young ladies dropping their dresses,

While dad's are shooting people to deal with two different types of depression.

They blame it on an election,

But they do nothing but sit on their a*s,

Expecting perfection.

Then they wonder why I don't act 'grown-up'...

It's cause you f***s treat politics like a fight at 3rd grade lunch.

They try to make you drink their ideas like that Kool-aid,

And parade like they know a better way.

Jaded s***s who smoke fancy cigarette's and enjoy how they're blessed,

While my relatives and loved one's die from stress.

S**T!

How can you make an honest living,

When there are better living conditions in a f*****g prison?!

They're suppose to want the best for the people,

But instead they just want to keep their wallets full.

So they're all just full of turds,

Just like their words.

I'm calling you all how I see it:

Mur

Der

Ers.