When I think back on all the deals he sold for tariffs,
It’s a wonder we have trade at all.
And though his vengeance racket hasn’t hurt him none,
He still struts around the gilded hall.
Kleptocracy,
He gives us those big fake paydays,
Cash-for-pardons gateways,
Every grift beneath the sun.
Kleptocracy,
It’s merch and crypto hustles,
Truths reduced to bustles,
Oh yeah, he’s fleecing everyone.
If you took all the truths I learned in civics class,
You could burn them at a Trump Hotel.
‘Cause the only pledge that ever made his heart race,
Was a wire transfer signed by Shell.
Kleptocracy,
He sells revenge in rallies,
Justice down dark alleys,
Every promise overrun.
Kleptocracy,
A country on the auction,
Every scam’s an option,
Oh yeah, the con is never done.
He calls the witch hunts fake,
But takes the cash you make,
Slaps his name on steaks and hats,
Then vanishes the take.
Kleptocracy,
Tariffs bent for favors,
Crypto coin behaviors,
Grind the nation till it’s numb.
Kleptocracy,
With lies and vengeance smilin’,
Every law he’s filin’,
Oh yeah, he’s cashing while we’re spun.
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#PoliticalSatire
#SongParody
#TrumpGrift
#CorruptionExposed
#TariffsForSale
#CashForPardons
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#ArtOfTheGrift
