Bush as Rabbit

Now everybody from the 212,
put your motherfuckin' hands up like your state ain't Blue,
everybody from the 212 put your motherfuckin' hands up.
Look, look,

I know they hate me like Obama
Chantin' "Why Iraq?" and "Where's Osama?"
Now it's my turn to bring the trauma,
Take the podium spittin' rhymes like a llama

1, 2, 3 and to the 4
1 PAC, 2 PACs, 3 PACs, 4,
4 PACs, 3PACs, 2PACs, 1,
You think MoveOn PAC drops science?
Check my swift vets, son.

John Kerry aint a motherfuckin' MC,
I know everything he's got to say against me,
I do swagger, I smirk like a chimp,
The New York Times used to call my dad a wimp,
I scope the marchers with my Fuji blimp,
I do got a Veep candidate named Dick,
Who calls his Halliburton peeps with contracts to pimp,
I know I sound in conversations
Like I'm still hitting libations
I don't speak French—or even English—like a smartie,
But I'm still standin' here screamin' "FUCK THE DONKEY PARTY!"
And never try and judge me dude
You don't know what the fuck I've been through.

But I know something about you,
You voted against funding troops and body armor too,
What's the matter dawg, you got no orbs?
This guys a populist?
His middle name's Forbes

And Johnny's only secondhand rich,
Spends ketchup benjamins from his eurotrash bitch,
This guy don't wanna battle, he's gonna balk,
Cuz ain't no such thing as a halfway hawk,
He's scared to death,
Knows he's a fuckin' phony
He wants you to forget his Winter Soldier testimony,
That his boy toy's a fuckin' trial lawyers' crony

Fuck the beat I'll go accapella,
Fuck Moore's doc, fuck Richard Clarke, fuck Air America's talk, fuck everybody,
Fuck y'all if you doubt me,
I'm a piece of fuckin white trash, I say it proudly,
And fuck this election, I don't wanna win, I'm outie,
Here, tell these people something they dont know about me.