THE STATE OF THE UNION

Gharibi Acoustic

El Khayar El Tani - Acoustic

Emerge, Return

Why I Travel This Way (Inspired by The High Mountains of Portugal by Yann Martel)

GEZEITEN

TRAU DEM WIND

Can't Figure It Out

Cant Figure It Out

Erik The Cowboy

Finally Free

Light Up The Sky (Tiaho iho rā)

Light Up The Sky

America

announcer:
ladies and gentlemen of our nation
please join me in welcoming
the president of the united states of america!

people:
oh my fucking god
i love you mr. president
yeah we love you!

mr. president:
hahaha. how you guys doing?

people:
this is the best day of my life
yeah! woo hoo! yeehaw!

mr. president:
hahaha.you’re too kind everybody! you’re too kind


TO BE THE BOSS YEAH YOU GOTTA PAY THE COST 
PUT YOUR HANDS UP 
LIKE YOU GETTING STOPPED BY THE COPS 
FUCK A NAZI 
MY CHOPPA HIT EM RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES 
THEY TURN US ON EACH OTHER 
IT’S YO BROTHER YOU DESPISE 
KANYE WEST CAN SUCK MY DICK UNTIL HE DIES
I’M ON A MISSION TO MURDER CORRUPT POLITICIANS
NOBODY WANNA LISTEN TOO BUSY ARGUING BITCHING 
AND DISSING ONE OTHER TO MAKE A NOTICEABLE DIFFERENCE 
YOU WANNA GET RICH? PAY THE PRICE (YESSIR)
YO TWEET GOT 100 THOUSAND LIKES (YESSIR)
ABOUT HOW WE SHOULD SEPARATE BLACKS AND THE WHITES (YESSIR)
THEY WANT US SEPARATED WE CAN NEVER FIGHT (YESSIR)

RIGHT LEFT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT (YES SIR) 
GOT THE OPPOSITION STARING DOWN THE PIPE (YES SIR) 
TELL ME ARE YOU MAGGOTS AND MICE (NO SIR)
WOULD YOU GIVE YOUR LIFE (SIR YES SIR)
FOR THE BILLIONAIRE ON A YACHT (YES SIR)
FOR THE POLITICIAN AT THE TOP (YES SIR)
FOR PEACE AND JUSTICE ABROAD (NO SIR)
I AM YOUR GOD (SIR YES SIR)
TO BE THE BOSS YEAH YOU GOTTA BRAINWASH AND TORTURE
PULL UP WITH BARS MADE OF NAPALM AND TORCH YA
ENFORCE MY LAWS WITH BOMBS 
AND KILL COMMUNISTS FOR STARTING IT 
I TEAR EM APART
ADD A STAR TO THE FLAG 
YOU CAN DIE IF YOU A FAG OR BROWN COLORED 
I DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT NO OTHER THAN MONEY
IT’S ALWAYS SUNNY IN SPACE
I WILL ESCAPE IF NEED BE
I LEAVE YOU LIVIN’ IN FECES 
KNEE DEEP BITCH
TAKE FROM THE POOR AND MAKE THE RICH
MORE LIT
THERE AIN’T NO HOPE FOR YOUR GENERATION GO SLIT YO WRISTS
I’LL BUY UP EVERY SINGLE HOUSE AND PRODUCE THE FOOD 
SO IF YOU HUNGRY AND SICK YOU CAN LICK THE BRICKS
WE GOT PLENTY OF FUNDS FOR WEAPONS 
BUT NONE FOR BOOKS OR HEALTH CARE, I BUY GUNS
GIVE PRAISE TO THE WHITE BLUE AND THE RED
I’M ALWAYS EATING GOOD THAT’S WHY THEY CALL ME “THE FED”


Cant Figure It Out

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