
Red White & Blue My Brains Out Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
The stuff that America rave about
Is what people who give a shit complain about
Hide the truth that's what they about
Red, white, and blue brains my out
Make you wanna go J.D. and stay on the couch
From the tip of Michigan all the way to the South
Live from the roof of Mark Twain's house
Red, white, and blue my brains out
Boy you better never doubt Uncle Sammy
Or the pistols coming out like a Ja Morant feed
It's shooters everywhere like you balling in Miami
That's heat culture in case y'all ain't understand me
Get me some cash and you know what the plan'll be
Five hundred bands for a hand full of nazis
It's mad to see but who they repping for?
See I'm petty as shit like nigga meet me in Temecula
'Cause when they're yelling words like "stop the steal"
Then you best be concerned what they got concealed
'Cause the same motherfuckers who will not yield
Let their guns do the talking, that's a glockenspiel
The stuff that America rave about
Is what people who give a shit complain about
Hide the truth that's what they about
Red, white, and blue brains my out
Make you wanna go J.D. and stay on the couch
From the tip of Michigan all the way to the South
Live from the roof of Mark Twain's house
Red, white, and blue my brains out
Get the rock may chuck it
Shoot my shot like fuck it
Call me Mr. Paige Buckets
Just laying in the cut
'Cause this whole country is NSFW
Not safe for women and that should trouble you
I struggle with that rah rah USA
So when Triz talk Ra that mean I.R.A
Ain't got all day
But I ain't desperate yet bitch
In spite of my prison industrial complexion
All in they section we see lies
They're like pardon the insurrection
PTI
My mic will bond new friends so tight
'Cause I'm so lanky I let a nigga know why
Yo I'm tired of these right wing creeps the lot of 'em
So I gotta be a menace like Dennis Rodman
These militias is protestant so don't cross 'em
Or you'll eat YouTube chicken
You'll get filled with hot ones
The stuff that America rave about
Is what people who give a shit complain about
Hide the truth that's what they about
Red, white, and blue brains my out
Make you wanna go J.D. and stay on the couch
From the tip of Michigan all the way to the South
Live from the roof of Mark Twain's house
Red, white, and blue my brains out
We've seen the studies
Put your money where your math is
Go listen back to my track about taxes
This ain't a verse I'm taking the chance
To say one last time
Fuck all of these fascists