Public Enemy - Son of a Bush lyrics

Uh! Backwards! C'mon! C'mon! C'mon! Oh no, struck by greased lightning F'ed by the same last name, you know what? China ain't never givin back that goddamned plane Must got this whole nation trained on some kennel ration Refrain, the same train, full of c**aine, blows the brain Have you forgotten? I've been through the first term of rotten The father, the son and the holy Bush-sh** we all in Don't look at me, I ain't callin for no a**asination I'm just sayin, sayin Who voted for that a**hole of your nation? Deja Bush, crushed by the headrush, when I wrote the bumrush Saw you salute to the then Vice Pres Who did what RayGun said And then became prez himself, went for delf Knee deep in his damned self Stuck in a three headed bucket, a trilateral Bush-sh** Sorry ain't no better way of puttin it No you cannot freestyle this Cause you still ain't free If I fight for y'all then they get me How many o y'all is comin to get me? None! Cause it's easier to forget me Ain't that a Bush, son of a Bush is here all up in yo zone You ain't never heard so much soul to the bone I told y'all when the first Bush was tappin my telephone Spy vs. Spy, can't truss em, as you salute to the Illuminati Y'know what? Take yo a** to your one millionth party! He's the son of a Baaaaaad man The son of a bad He's the son of a Baaaaaad man Son of a bad Now here's the pitch Hiding inside certified genocide Ain't that a Bush, repeat ain't that a Bush? Out of nowhere headed to the hot house k**ed 135 at the last count Texas Bounce! Texas Bounce! Cats in a cage got a ghost of a chance Of comin back from your whack-a** k**in machine Son of a Bush, ain't that a son of a Bush Cats doin bids for the same Bush-sh** that you did Serial k**er kid, uhh! Serial k**er kid Go on! He's the son of a Baaaaaad man The son of a bad He's the son of a Baaaaaad man Son of a bad the father, the son the father, the son the father, the son, and the holy Bush-sh** The father The father Coke is the real thing Used to make you swing Used to be yo thing Daddy had you under his wing Uhh, son of a Bush Bringin kilos to fill up silos You probably sniffed piles Got inmates in Texas scrubbin tiles That sh** is wild That sh** is wild CIA child That sh** is wild CIA child He's the son of a Baaaaaad man The son of a bad He's the son of a Baaaaaad man Son of a bad Son of a bad man