Klown Wit Da Nuclear Code

By Stew & The Negro Problem

Released on July 4, 2017

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A klown had a go at a reality show

Which 24/7 played

He screamed a battle cry to the living dead

Who danced while the Muslims prayed

And then da news klan landed its leading man

And now we're living in the film they made

Where Bozo saddles John Wayne's private plane

And into high noon's hell hate flowed

Stephen King couldn't conceive it

And ya bubby can't believe it

Dat a klown got da nuclear code

Now come check out the scene

Every day is Halloween

Dead ideas waltzing from their graves

Swipe right for information

Bringing back dat old plantation

Only this time we all get to be slaves

'Cuz it's good old boys on a fear run

Led by a monkey on a pearl commode

A toddler with a handgun (bang bang bang)

A klown wit da nuclear code

You say, da rulers wasn't trying to hear you?

Just steady givin' you da snub?

You shoulda got together wit da folks born in bad weather

We be like, "Baby welcome to the club"

So viva your resistance

At true love's insistence

Bid da borders in your head adieu

See da King's dream is a mix tape

Which gives love and takes shape

Changes colors to stay true

Hey, do you wanna hear a story

Bout how hate challenged glory

But lost it at da racists, you see?

When Brooklyn sings a rhyme

To a world out of time

As we wave "bye" to da klown as he

Saddles Adolph's poison stallion

And into hell's sunset he rode (bye bye bye)

An unreal estate orange agent

Klown wit da nuclear code

Madness on its last run

It's a desperation episode

Gotchu damn near missin' Raygun

'Cuz a real klown's got da nuclear code

'Cuz a real klown's got da nuclear code

'Cuz a real klown's got da nuclear code

'Cuz a real klown's got da nuclear code