[Verse] We’re not numb And we know it’s spelled with a B We know we’re not distracted All your images we see Try to Shame the democrats The shame we see is in your pants And Epstein died by suicide You wife don’t even stand by your side Strategic lawsuits Protected by an anti- slap First amendment Now how bout that?! No matter how they spin it It’s still a load of crap Answer that subpoena It ain’t no misdemeanor No more sweetheart deals Leave writers alone [Build] We all got cameras on our phone Just like you got em on the flock We gonna post em on tik tok So good luck hiding the truth We play peek a boo We all see what yall do We gonna bury you [Drop] We all got cameras on our phone Just like you got em on the flock We gonna post em on tik tok So good luck hiding the truth We play peek a boo We all see what yall do We gonna bury you [Verse 2] You can file another paper You can call another friend But the record keeps on growing And the copies never end Every clip has its own witness Every date is written down We keep asking for the answers While the stories circle round No more locked doors, no more favors No more turning truth away When the whole room sees the footage There’s no clean escape to make [Chorus] We all got cameras on our phone Just like you got em on the flock We gonna post em on tik tok So good luck hiding the truth We play peek a boo We all see what yall do We gonna bury you [Outro] We all got cameras on our phone We all see what yall do We gonna bury you