Welcome to the Gulf of America
Drowned in oil, choked in hysteria
Chains on the land, chains on your area
Burn it down, no more imperialia
Dollar signs stacked like walls so tall
Bridges collapse while the rich stand tall
No way up, no way out
Gulf gets wider, hear us shout
Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh
I woke up broke in a house I don't own
Landlord rich, off the sweat in my bones
Clock in clock out, barely getting by
While they fly first class through a blood red sky
Stock market booms while the workers fall
CEOs cash out, don't care at all
Bought up the votes, bought up the land
Now they buy up the water right outta your hands
Hard work pays, that's a scam or a prank
You break your back while they break the bank
They feast on gold while we scrape the ground
Ain't no lifeline left when the ship goes down
Welcome to the Gulf of America
Drowned in oil, choked in hysteria
Chains on land, chains on your area
Burn it down, no more imperialia
Dollar signs stacked like walls so tall
Bridges collapse while the rich stand tall
No way up, no way out
Gulf gets wider, hear us shout
They flip the script, change the game
Raise the price, shift the blame
They bet on food, they bet on pain
A meal's just chips in a rich man's game
Two jobs deep, still drownin' in debt
While they place big bets on what's left to collect
Evictions rise, wages fall
They write the laws so they take it all
They cut your check, they cut your rights
They cut the lights while they shine so bright
But fire burns fast in the coldest night
And a spark in the dark sets the world alight
They build the walls, we dig the graves
They count the coins, we count the days
They break the backs then raise the stakes
Gulf gets wider till the whole thing breaks
But I will faithfully execute
The office of President of the United States
The office of President of the United States
Three, two, one
Hail To the Motherf*ckin Chief
Yeah, yeah
All hail
To the Motherf*ckin Chief
Merica
Merica
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Merica
Welcome to the Gulf of America
Drowned in oil, choked in hysteria
Chains on the land, chains on your area
Burn it down, no more imperialia
Dollar signs stack like walls so tall
Bridges collapse while the rich stand tall
No way up, no way out
Gulf gets wider, hear us shout
The walls go up, the road gets tight
They tell you to climb, but they cut the height
A king needs pawns to stay on the throne
That's why they keep you broke, keep you alone
They tax your time, they tax your breath
They even put a price on the cost of your death
Billionaires blast off into space
While kids go hungry, right in their face
They see the signs, they hear the sound
They know damn well the flood's coming down
Tick, tick, times running thin
When the levee breaks, who's sinkin then?
Welcome to the Gulf of America
Drowned in oil, choked in hysteria
Chains on the land, chains on your area
Burn it down, no more imperialia