How I talk to them
Down, not the county
Oval Office’s evil resident
I am the president
When I tell them how it is
I know I have residence in their head
Deferring, preferring to look down at their shoes
Word master, read the charges confirm, long wrap sheet
Never had to war on the streets or beef with neeks, still a G
How long you worked at GG and you still can’t do anything
Man’s a magnet for fanny, who can do anything
Alexander, king of kings, every finger diamondringed
I’m GG Allin going all in, collecting bounties
Amount of weed I smoke kill a priest, coughing choking greenfaced boking
That was just the first toke, put me in against any other bloke
Blow for blow I can fucking go, I can put fangs to throat and gloat
I was Dracula after all
Descend on my dragon and burn all the boats
Loot all the wagons, hang all their folk
While they are focused on the northern wars
We snuck in through the back door
Caught them, down where their drawers were
We came often, we came early, we gave what was deserved.
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