[President Obama] My fellow americans The time has come to summon all warriors back To engage in one for the ages, white and black Calling forth the army of the apocalypse More ready to go to war than Balake is [Anger translator Luther] What's up, Obama, baby? Let me translate what he said We're gonna forehand and backhand your motherf**ing head I'm calling all my n***as, so get back on that bus We didn't land on black ice, it landed on us [President Obama] This is the sound of a million voices rejoicing In the return of the almighty noiceness It's the time of the seasons of Liam Neesons and guess in what mood the commander in chief is [Anger translator Luther] We cut loose, and get high on potenuse Tackle and grapple, son, be back in a few Cause tonight we're gonna party like the party don't stop Put the p**y on the chainwax, wait for the drop [Chorus] K&P, where you at? where you at? K&P, where you at? K&P, where you at? where you at? K&P, where you at? [President Obama] With the forgotten jackets of a thousand pharaohs Let skeletons and deserts strip the marrow And circle the bones like a hundred drones Or Pegasus' about to drop a duke on your home [Anger translator Luther] I say tuck it, tuck it, (President Obama: I'm in there, dog), tuck it Not quite sure what he's trying to say there, but f** it Like a plate of donkey teeth, but twice as delicious Like I told you all before, I said "b**hes" [Chorus x 2] [Wendel] Sexually...