Hasan Salaam - Miss America lyrics

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Hasan Salaam - Miss America lyrics

[Verse 1] Shorty's not the wife type, she goes as the wind blows f** the world literal political nympho Sex symbol of hope for the flirtatious offer But she keeps her legs closed for those south of the border Sort of a tease never goes the whole way Accept for her vacay's to Guantanamo Bay U.K. put her on the scene at 13 Now round the way she's known as the American Dream Rolled with the Taliban for Afghan poppy Sold coke with the Contras, built banks with Nazis Folks Illuminati, so despite the floss Wasn't none of her sh** stitched by no Betsy Ross Born date on 4th of July And by the 5th, she had the whole world caught up in her lies Her eyes dollar signs, money talk keeps her dripping Mei Guo vixen, queen of capitalism… [Hook] Miss America [Verse 2] Don't be fooled by the pageantry, it's all cosmetic Her ethics are deceptive, silicone synthetic Ar from sympathetic lest her interests are invested And she shops at stock markets in debt with bad credit Self-centeredness bring out the worst in Mother Earth Toxic relationship, she puts her needs first Acts all holier than thou But make sure she separates estate from the church Post racial but I can't tell The word n***a still rolls off her tongue so well The new Jim Crow from up North to down South And took 500 years to let Black folk in the house Miss America… [Hook] [Verse 3] Said there's no just war, there's just war Guns bust more for the blood lust who*e to get f**ed more Foul to the core, she did the 9th Ward raw And she loves getting face at the top of Mount Rushmore Miss America was burning before Libya Gonorrhea, syphilis, herpes, chlamydia Signature been on so many broken promises You'd think her new relationships required doctor documents Turn politricks straight ripping and robbing Bad break with her ex, Osama Bin Laden Been getting it popping since she knew she could bank it Giving hand jobs naked under small pox blankets Fake lips and tits, still chasing the dragon At the next party wasted, openly tea bagging Bragging like she's the only one under God But 'round here, Miss America's the smuttiest broad Miss America [Hook]