Tak:
We're stuck in this Diet Coke version of hell
But as long as we got breath, we must resist
I hear the bells, piano keys swell
Time to tune in to that knowledge of self
The people are rising now, son
This is not a riot, this a revolution
Cops are bastards, motherfuckers got it backwards
Television pastors are certified actors
Half nigga, half cracker, killin' masters
Ready to throw a bevy of weapons up in a Chevy
And storm the senate, my mission is to behead it
As well as anybody making war with my brethren
Honor and dignity are still worth defending
President playing victim, always pretending
Push a Proud Boy into a pool of piranhas
Tweggs on the beat, got em cooking like a sauna
Two blunts and a Marijuana cookie
You don't want the smoke, you a rookie
I ain't a politician, but don't push me
Catch me grabbing Donald Trump by the pussy
Chorus
Proud Boys, Proud Boys fuck off
Proud Boys, Proud Boys fuck off
Proud Boys, Proud Boys fuck off
Proud Boys, Proud Boys fuck off