[Intro]
[Verse 1]
King Oranges sits on a throne of lies,
Claims he’s a king but his truth’s in disguise,
Hates the blue states, the Democrats too,
Sells bombs to Netanyahu, paints the sky cruel.
[Pre-Chorus]
Tanks squeak down the street, the parade’s a ghost town,
No cheers for a crown that’s crumbling down,
He points at the border, hires hate in the night,
MAGA goons march with no cause but to f***t.
[Chorus]
Oh, King Oranges, your walls will fall,
You b**b the weak, but you can’t k**l us all,
From Palestine’s cry to LA’s torn streets,
Your reign of fear ends where the people meet.
[Verse 2]
June 14th, the flags barely flew,
A joke of a parade, a nation askew,
Now he’s snatching the dreamers, their sweat built this land,
But chains in his hands don’t make him a man.
[Bridge]
ICE on the corner, no warrant, no shame,
Snatching brown souls for a racist man’s game,
California weeps where the poppies grow,
But seeds of resistance rise from below.
[Verse 3]
He calls himself holy, but we know the truth,
Satan’s got a name, and it’s wrapped in red sleuth,
Latino b***d built the roads that he treads,
But hate’s his last card when the future’s ahead.
[Outro]