Trump the Grift King

A gritty mix of metal, industrial beats, and horror punk, featuring distorted guitars, growling vocals, eerie sounds

Verse 1
Yo, Trump, the fuckin’ grift don’t stop,
Playin’ this bullshit like you own the damn block.
Golden towers, but nothin’ inside,
Sellin’ off lies, while you feedin’ your pride.

Talkin’ big, but where’s the fuckin’ plan?
Left us in chaos, just you and your scammin’ clan.
“Drain the swamp”? Man, what a fuckin’ con,
You built up a palace where the crooks belong.

Chorus
You ain’t no savior, just sellin’ a scheme,
Fanning the flames, cashin’ the dream.
Lyin’ king, griftin’ king,
Pullin' the strings while the poor man swings.

Fake-ass power, fake love, fake lead,
Sellin’ the country just to feed your greed.
We see through it, your circus is done,
Griftin’ king, your time’s almost gone.

Verse 2
Actin’ the part like a self-made boss,
But daddy’s fuckin’ money don’t make up the loss.
Playin’ up fear, spinnin’ the hate,
Tearin’ up laws, tryin' to legislate.

Sayin’ you’re tough, callin’ ‘em weak,
But you run from the truth, talkin' double-speak.
Sayin’ “great again,” just tryin' to divide,
You built up a wall you can’t fuckin' hide behind.

Chorus
You ain’t no savior, just sellin’ a scheme,
Fanning the flames, cashin’ the dream.
Lyin’ king, griftin’ king,
Pullin' the strings while the poor man swings.

Fake-ass power, fake love, fake lead,
Sellin’ the country just to feed your greed.
We see through it, your circus is done,
Griftin’ king, your time’s almost gone.

Bridge
You made a fortune off the backs of the broke,
Burnin' down hope with every fuckin' word that you spoke.
Laws bent, truth twisted, enemies made,
Left us with scars while you stack your trade.

Tellin' us lies, feedin' us rage,
Locked us up in your broken-ass cage.
But this fight ain’t yours to win,
‘Cause people are rising, we’re callin’ it in.

Chorus
You ain’t no savior, just sellin’ a scheme,
Fanning the flames, cashin’ the dream.
Lyin’ king, griftin’ king,
Pullin' the strings while the poor man swings.

Fake-ass power, fake love, fake lead,
Sellin’ the country just to feed your greed.
We see through it, your circus is done,
Griftin’ king, your time’s almost gone.

Outro
So pack up your show, take the lies to the door,
No more tricks, no more fuckin’ war.
The griftin’ king lost in his gold,
But we’re takin’ back what’s been sold.

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Verse 1 Yo, Trump, the fuckin’ grift don’t stop, Playin’ this bullshit like you own the damn block. Golden towers, but nothin’ inside, Sellin’ off lies, while you feedin’ your pride. Talkin’ big, but where’s the fuckin’ plan? Left us in chaos, just you and your scammin’ clan. “Drain the swamp”? Man, what a fuckin’ con, You built up a palace where the crooks belong. Chorus You ain’t no savior, just sellin’ a scheme, Fanning the flames, cashin’ the dream. Lyin’ king, griftin’ king, Pullin' the strings while the poor man swings. Fake-ass power, fake love, fake lead, Sellin’ the country just to feed your greed. We see through it, your circus is done, Griftin’ king, your time’s almost gone. Verse 2 Actin’ the part like a self-made boss, But daddy’s fuckin’ money don’t make up the loss. Playin’ up fear, spinnin’ the hate, Tearin’ up laws, tryin' to legislate. Sayin’ you’re tough, callin’ ‘em weak, But you run from the truth, talkin' double-speak. Sayin’ “great again,” just tryin' to divide, You built up a wall you can’t fuckin' hide behind. Chorus You ain’t no savior, just sellin’ a scheme, Fanning the flames, cashin’ the dream. Lyin’ king, griftin’ king, Pullin' the strings while the poor man swings. Fake-ass power, fake love, fake lead, Sellin’ the country just to feed your greed. We see through it, your circus is done, Griftin’ king, your time’s almost gone. Bridge You made a fortune off the backs of the broke, Burnin' down hope with every fuckin' word that you spoke. Laws bent, truth twisted, enemies made, Left us with scars while you stack your trade. Tellin' us lies, feedin' us rage, Locked us up in your broken-ass cage. But this fight ain’t yours to win, ‘Cause people are rising, we’re callin’ it in. Chorus You ain’t no savior, just sellin’ a scheme, Fanning the flames, cashin’ the dream. Lyin’ king, griftin’ king, Pullin' the strings while the poor man swings. Fake-ass power, fake love, fake lead, Sellin’ the country just to feed your greed. We see through it, your circus is done, Griftin’ king, your time’s almost gone. Outro So pack up your show, take the lies to the door, No more tricks, no more fuckin’ war. The griftin’ king lost in his gold, But we’re takin’ back what’s been sold.

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