Текст песни Trump America - GhostLaFa

The Coronavirus
Coronavirus
We think we have it very well under control
There's very little problem
In this country
At this moment
We pretty much shut it down
Coming from China
We're gonna see what happens
But we did shut it down
Yes
A lot of people think it goes away in April

Lies on your lips
Clapping but praying I slip
Wishes of sinking my Ship
Fuck is you hating me for
Devil outside
Go get your view from the six
Pardon I'm nothing like them
You play with my name
My hooligans aim at your brim
Lost angels with no sense fear
They live in the dark
Get right next to Sharks
And they swim
This is the life that I chose
And boy I'm just playing my role
This act in that cup me slow
I pray don't crash on the road
Surrounded by snakes and these vultures
And Jackers keep stealing my culture
The media Lie for exposure
And niggaz still preaching religion
Once I was blind but thank God I can see you
The nigga that kill you cuz they want to be you
They plot on they brothers & sell of they souls
The bitches they Fuck you for diamonds & Gold

Pictures on the bedroom wall
Blood on the hardwood floor
Fire from the stove in the kitchen
I just need a plate and a Fork
And they'll end me the day that you feel me
Welcome to the end of the world
Lies at the end of your word
Truthfully I never learned to listen
So they gave me a Pitch and a Fork
And they end me the day that you feel me

I pray that you feel me
Pray they don't kill
Until that you feel me
Pray they don't take me away
Till I'm done pleading my case
Cut done that fruit
And go get me a taste
Fuck have you done
Lay on your belly and give me your tongue
Cut it in half cuz the devils a lie
Clip off your wings let you fall out the sky
Lord knows I done gave y'all my all nigga
Sad to say but y'all paid
Just to see me Fall nigga
I pray I Land on You
I pray I Stand on You
Like this is my Hell get the fuck out the way
Heaven is closed get the fuck from my gate
No I don't know you the fuck out my face
Know where I'm from niggaz die to be great
Never on time so they blessings come late
They act like they got it lil nigga
Don't make me expose you

Pictures on the bedroom wall
Blood on the hardwood floor
Fire from the stove in the kitchen
I just need a plate and a Fork
And they'll end me the day that you feel me
Welcome to the end of the world
Lies at the end of your word
Truthfully I never learned to listen
So they gave me a Pitch and a Fork
And they end me the day that you feel me

We're in great shape though
And you know In April supposedly
It dies with the hotter weather
Looks like By April you know In theory
When it gets a little warmer
It miraculously goes away
I hope that's true
And I think the numbers are gonna get progressively better as we go along
We have it very much under control in this Country
Because Of All We Done
The Risk To The American People
Remains Very Low