Son Of A Bush

Uh! Backwards!
 C'mon! 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 god damned plane
 Must got this whole nation trained on some kennel ration
 Refrain, the same train, full of cocaine, blows the brain
 Have you forgotten? I've been through the first term of rotten
 The father, the son and the holy Bush-shit we all in
 Don't look at me, I ain't callin for no assasination
 I'm just sayin, sayin
 Who voted for that asshole 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 (Reagan) said
 And then became prez himself, went for delf
 Knee deep in his damned self
 Stuck in a three headed bucket, a trilateral Bush-shit
 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 ass 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
 Killed 135 at the last count
 Texas Bounce! Texas Bounce! (c'mon)
 Cats in a cage got a ghost of a chance
 Of comin back from your whack-ass killin machine
 Son of a Bush, ain't that a son of a Bush
 Cats doin bids for the same Bush-shit that you did (the father)
 Serial killer kid, uhh! Serial killer 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...
 (go on, better go on)
 the father, the son, and the holy Bush-shit
 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 shit is wild
 That shit is wild CIA child
 That shit 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