Shove that bomb up your *ss

You sit in your towers, countin' your stacks

While the world burns, you just relax

Sendin' kids to die for oil and cash

Well, take your orders, roll 'em tight and—

SHOVE THAT BOMB UP YOUR ASS!

(Drop begins — distorted bass, sirens, heavy synth build)

Yeah, flag on the chest, but it ain’t my war

Suit in the back tryna settle the score

Blood on the ground but your shoes still clean

Got rich off pain, now you sellin' the dream

Missiles flyin', you just pop champagne

We the ones dyin’, while you board that plane

Talk big game from your desk of oak

But you ain’t felt heat when the barrel smoke

Take your rich ass to war, not the poor, not the brave!

You wave that flag just to send us to the grave!

You light the match, then you watch us crash—

Go shove that bomb up your aaaAAAASS!!

(EDM DROP — war sirens, blast beats, distorted growl: “Shove it!”)

Draft my brother, draft my soul

Sell your lies, take control

Corporate dogs with puppet strings

Make us bleed for diamond rings

Another speech, another lie

Another soldier left to die

You talk peace but sign the check

We in the dirt, you flyin' jets

You don’t know pain,

Till you watch your brother fall in vain

While they toast in golden halls

We bury names on marble walls

Take your rich ass to war, not the poor, not the brave!

You wave that flag just to send us to the grave!

You light the match, then you watch us crash—

Go shove that bomb up your aaaAAAASS!!

Shove it! Shove it! Shove it!

(echoed crowd chant)

Shove that bomb up your...

BOOM! 💣 (cut to silence)