Lie so much you don't know words still hurt
Lay in the mud it will become dirt
On your skin, those words are burned
Traditional hate
You want to be the bully
But act like the victim when things don't go your way
You came out of the shadows
Without your mask
Lost your job who got the last laugh
Traditional hate
You want to be the king
Without education, you don't know anything
Think you got the solution to tragedy
Thoughts a prayer do nothing
From you, it is just blasphemy
Traditional hate
Don't even know who maid the food on your plate
Guess, it is the same people you love to discriminate
You want it all even a wall
To protect us from those out there
But what about those who are in here
Traditional hate
Failing in so many ways
As the NRA pays
How much money do you need
To see what the people really need
But your children get everything they need
©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2018
Lay in the mud it will become dirt
On your skin, those words are burned
Traditional hate
You want to be the bully
But act like the victim when things don't go your way
You came out of the shadows
Without your mask
Lost your job who got the last laugh
Traditional hate
You want to be the king
Without education, you don't know anything
Think you got the solution to tragedy
Thoughts a prayer do nothing
From you, it is just blasphemy
Traditional hate
Don't even know who maid the food on your plate
Guess, it is the same people you love to discriminate
You want it all even a wall
To protect us from those out there
But what about those who are in here
Traditional hate
Failing in so many ways
As the NRA pays
How much money do you need
To see what the people really need
But your children get everything they need
©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2018
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