Public campaigning for government offices has been banned
Too many shot down by rebel mobs
These politicians were often left for dead in the streets for everyone to see

[KXNG Crooked:]
We ain’t Republican, we ain’t Democrat
We ain’t none of that
No Independent, no Tea Party
Don’t fuck with that
We ain’t at the polls cause we in the streets
Where them hustlers at
Fuck politicians, we kill machines
Like Rat-tat-tat-tat
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party

I pledge allegiance
To the Rebel Party
I’m reading the Holy Scriptures
From a prophet named Bob Marley
Then I read The Art of War
But this one was written by John Gotti
The whole neighborhood is hungry
They starving us like Mahatma Gandhi
And they won’t pass the treaty
Cause them bastards greedy
They don’t give a fuck to attack the needy
Biological warfare-that was easy
They gave niggas Syphilis-ask Tuskegee
You ain’t gotta believe me
They going door to door
Telling all the people lies so we can support a war
Then they go over there
And start killing niggas for the oil
In God we trust, they said we did it for the Lord

We ain’t Republican, we ain’t Democrat
We ain’t none of that
No Independent, no Tea Party
Don’t fuck with that
We ain’t at the polls cause we in the streets
Where them hustlers at
Fuck politicians, we kill machines
Like Rat-tat-tat-tat
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party

Got a rifle and spear in my wicker chair
Cause I’m Huey P
No Gucci on, No Versace on
And no Louis V
Cause that’s old as fuck
And them fossils ain’t never love you and me
But my handguns are like And 1’s, I keep two or three
And I promise to let the heat fly give a politician a bullet for each lie
Put that on the east side
We tired of being lied to
Just keep telling them lies
How you think police chief died
Sick and tired of the protest
Sick and tired of holding up signs for still dying niggas
Sick of being oppressed
Swiss cheese
The popos chest the whole vest oh yes
If the governor don’t like it that hoe can go next
When it’s time to kill blood spilled on his Rolex
Here come the niggas with facial features like Olmecs
Turn you into walking Kotex so don’t flex
Fuck you and your campaign advisors
C.O.B. we a campaign of riders
The brand new messiahs
I do it like I’m touched by God
That’s why no man can deny us

We ain’t Republican, we ain’t Democrat
We ain’t none of that
No Independent, no Tea Party
Don’t fuck with that
We ain’t at the polls cause we in the streets
Where them hustlers at
Fuck politicians, we kill machines
Like Rat-tat-tat-tat
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party
We the Rebel Party

Fuck! Here come the fucking robots, man!
Yo, hold on man
Just be ready in case some shit go down
Hold on let me see what this fool want man

[Robot:]
What are you doing in this neighbourhood?

[KXNG Crooked:]
We ain’t doing shit. We’re just minding our fucking business

[Robot:]
Exit your vehicle so I can scan your digital identification chip Now

[KXNG Crooked:]
Man, what you really want?

[Robot:]
I want to kill you (to kill you, to kill you, yo kill you)