Title: “House of Lies”
[Intro]
Yeah, turn the lights on
Truth been hiding in plain sight too long
This ain’t red or blue—it’s facts
Let’s go
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[Verse 1]
GOP sold out, now they ride with the fraud
Worship a man with a god complex and applause
Small hands, big plans, all built on sand
Three failed casinos, couldn’t manage the land
MAGA hats made in China, how’s that for the brand?
Screamin’ “America First” with a globalist hand
He fakes everything—tan, school, and degrees
Trump U scammin’ folks like he got no integrity
Bitcoin grifts, airliftin’ lies like a breeze
While the cult chants loud with conspiracy disease
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[Chorus]
It’s a House of Lies, built on fear and fame
Where the truth gets buried and they shift the blame
It’s a circus act, and they clap for the show
But the emperor’s naked—everybody know
Racist, fascist, duckin’ the facts
Loves dictators, Putin got his back
Liar on the mic, insecure in the face
But they follow like sheep in a loyalty race
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[Verse 2]
He talk tough, but the brain’s on toddler mode
Baby brain tantrums on every code
Twitter fingers run wild, truth get twisted
Facts disappear like files he “mislisted”
GOP leaders bow, no spine, no soul
Say they love the Bible, but they praise the troll
Uneducated pride, science they deny
While the planet burns, they just wave it goodbye
Fake Christians with real hate in their eyes
Wrap it in a flag, then sell it with lies
He farts out nonsense, and they call it wise
Ain’t a party—it’s a cult where democracy dies
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[Chorus]
It’s a House of Lies, built on fear and fame
Where the truth gets buried and they shift the blame
It’s a circus act, and they clap for the show
But the emperor’s naked—everybody know
Racist, fascist, duckin’ the facts
Loves dictators, Putin got his back
Liar on the mic, insecure in the face
But they follow like sheep in a loyalty race
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[Bridge]
Scammer in chief, got the people deceived
While the rich get richer and the poor can’t breathe
They preach freedom, but crush dissent
Wave the flag, but forget what it meant
God complex, but the morals are gone
All smoke, no fire, just a dangerous con
He plays the base like a fiddle, feeds ’em fear for fun
But the clock keeps tickin’—the damage is done
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[Outro]
This is more than a diss, it’s a wake-up call
To the folks hypnotized by the wrecking ball
If you still can’t see through the phony glow
Just remember—truth don’t need a show
