An Ocean of Dead Reagans Lyrics

If they do not fold and we do not we're going to take it and give it away

If we do not hold the money then we got no power and we got no say

If we don't control production and they're with that fuck shit then we're not okay

Then we're not okay

Then we're not okay

Then we're not okay

And if I had a time machine I'd go to old Hollywood to kill Reagan

It's raining on the poor and working class but on that trickle down we're still waiting

In solidarity I made it through them jails without a gang affiliation

You went to solitary playing Solitary in humiliation

I was running from the law for 7 years them ain't no rookie numbers

Kids in elementary when the police came and took me from them

County came and cut my fuckin heart out with a cookie cutter

And I was nodding away riding a wave that took me under

Look in my face when you talk about me

Pick up the pace when you walk around me

This man got the iron if you try him it's Robert Downey

Keep a bullet to blow the mullet off of you Dog the Bounty's c'mon man

If they do not fold and we do not we're going to take it and give it away

If we do not hold the money then we got no power and we got no say

If we don't control production and they're with that fuck shit then we're not okay

Then we're not okay

Then we're not okay

Then we're not okay

We never win anymore

Unless we're killing the poor in infinity wars

That's all America got an affinity for

But they're not my enemy

They're yours

You were on your day job

I was in the day room

I was on that heron

You were smoking k2

Bet your bottom dollar you'll stay broken when we break you

You ain't making it out without a medical breakthrough

God intervening conveniently absent

Garden of Eden of eating the apple

You're caught in a meeting I'm eating the heart out your chest

When we're hard pressed we topple towers of babel

You know the county my alma mater

I go to your college I got the Cal and the balaclava

My homie is out on the run and running through Colorado

You'll see that we're hungry don't wonder how we got homicidal

Gangs warring for real estate where do you think they learned that?

Killing natives for land made the settlers think they earned that

The tipping point is here it's already to late to turn back

You fly American flags bootlicker we burn that

And even with an ocean of dead Reagans

The system is in place to debase us and take payments

We need to let them know they ain't safe in their safe havens

Courtesy of the working class

Murder the Great Satan

If they do not fold, and we do not we're going to take it and give it away

If we do not hold the money then we got no power and we got no say

If we don't control production and they're with that fuck shit then we're not okay

Then we're not okay

Then we're not okay

Then we're not okay