Shoot for President

One day Get ready Get ready Get ready One day When I grow up I wanna shoot for president Shoot for president One day When I grow up I wanna shoot for president Shoot for president It's how we grow up Draw crowds when you blow up Hair triggers on holdups Since cribs when we're co-rrupt Kids go from Gonzo To capping head honchos Blood splatters on ponchos Till we mourning, Alonzo Shoot or be president? To be which is morbid? There's probably more kids That'll kill than reap fortunes Mountains of poor kids Deplored by the sordid More that are thwarted Held back and deported I don't like the way you're running our country Here's where we fucked up Abandoned with this strife Now kids look to sky Look for bullets to fly Quick blink a mind's eye Picnic's gone awry Red covered with rights Exposed are our insides Creeps a big Fatman Putty-cat(Tweety) snatch grabs Drags her carc-ass back To cave with a black bat Now he is unmasked And starts to backtrack Tweety boy passed gas With words like they're haz-mats We're at war with the most dangerous enemy that has ever faced mankind Get ready One day When I grow up I wanna shoot for president Shoot for president One day When I grow up I wanna shoot for president Shoot for president Just croak oval office Serve terms in a coffin Die for the good Like hope to born orphans Cause guns in their hands Is worse than abortions Taking them out Putting corpses in Jordans A penchant for prejudice We mentioned the elephants Bimbos and zip codes Tell pawns from the delegates To hell for the heaven-sent Dead with lead elements More bred to kill Than are born to be presidents I don't like the way you're running our country Crackers still cracking Whips like they're horses Put five hundred of them Inside of your Porsche's Under the hood So your whores can look gorgeous You're taking their lives Tell the poor to be cordial Class warfare will Make the rich mortal Take your whack morals And hastily sort em We live underwater Pull you under coral You're walking dead But that's just for decorum We're at war with the most dangerous enemy that has ever faced mankind One day When I grow up I wanna shoot for president Shoot for president One day When I grow up I wanna shoot for president Shoot for president We're at war with the most dangerous enemy That has ever faced mankind in his long climb from the swamp to the stars Get ready for your closeup Mr. President