Straight Shooter - Ideamen

I got my southern pride, I sleep alone at night

There is no wrong or right, No justice will prevail

Just keep those parasites, Away from voting lines

Destroy the wicked crimes, So none shall reveal

Now something’s got to give, Rest in your fingertips

A pencil to write to your parents, son

The first mission failed, The next will prevail

You’ll ask no questions, Do what needs to be done

If you’re not with us, you’re against us

Don’t drink from the water, Just sip from what’s rich

Don’t drink from the water (the wealthy ground below)

Just sip from what’s rich

Look at those stars and stripes, While everything ignites

A dust cloud of hate and spite, Is rollin' in the distance

Born in the common home, With million bucks to blow

Spent it all my nose, This palace needs a prince

The business got’s to roll, My daddy told me so

So fuck you whiney pricks, You got no soul

From weapons to freedom, It’s still the same reason

There ain’t no stoppin' me, I’ll never go broke

If you’re not with us, you’re against us

Don’t drink from the water, Just sip from what’s rich

Don’t drink from the water (the wealthy ground below)

Just sip from what’s rich