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lirik lagu honor your oath – justin grindley

[intro]
holup, i’m busy, saving our república (honor your oath)
i can save you too, from being a boot*leek*ahh, bootl!cker (is quay you’re doing constitutional?)
i’ll be jason, and you’ll be my lucia (grindley produces more heat than an incandescent bulb)
that was corny (i am my country’s biggest critic specifically cuz i love my country)
time to challenge authority (quay), look

[verse 1]
that’s an awfully flawed probable cause for claiming (f*ck woke)
vivek ramaswamy robbed your intellectual property—one verse (one shot)
n*gga, i thought you had lost yourself in the music (oldheads)
which he wasn’t profiting off, learn transformative work (don’t dmca me, dog)

but i don’t mean that as in a s*x change for his f*g stеpkid (they/them)
yeah, i dissеd my idol and his child, speaking of shady business practices (f*ck a c&d)
that wolf in cumrag’s clothing, the alias with “schutzstaffel” in it (ss)
too bad this content thief can’t cosplay as being talented (d*mn)

youtube notice the blowback, so we can smoke on that wolf pack (packwatch)
but i don’t want it to just be cuz she posted at the home of jack (stalker)
if only the addy poppers knew addys aren’t necessarily confidential (you can literally look it up)
and she’s only trashy cuz her vids are unoriginal (go back to cod)

cuz the day when i end my defense of the 1st amendment is the day (short answer: never)
snoop gives up smoking bhang tree…f*ck! (f*ck!) a n*gga did, ain’t he?
i’d rather f*ck dylan mulvaney with a d*ld* more veiny (n*gga, the f*ck you just say?)
than dillett or haney, and tell the authorities, “i sure hope you…
[hook 1]
honor your oath cuz it’s all on video (smile for the camera)
you’d better ponder and hope your actions are constitutional (you swore to it)
or you’ll be the dissertation for my bachelor of [bar]ology (lyrical miracle)
quayever you do will be out there for the whole world to see (proud of yourself?)

don’t call me “sovereign” or a hoaxer cuz i’m cognizant of your motives (check yourself)
don’t cite the wrong criminal code or be like colorado (supremacist court)
accountability is the only way to earn our trusting (so get to it)
i am my country’s biggest critic specifically cuz i love my country (survey says…)

[verse 2]
when a judge can hold you in contempt for wearing shorts in court (i find you in contempt)
or when you can face disorderly conduct for swear words like a tort (you’re disturbing the peace)
or a nonconsensual contact for bearing arms in the open (let me see some id)
n*gga, that’s crossing the line, i’m calling border patrol (papers, please)

speaking of those gestapos who need not ascertain (is everyone in here a…)
if i’ve got wetbacks with no papers, unreasonable allegations (reasonable articulable suspicion)
even when i am guilty of that and hitting the road having downed a lager (i’m f*cked up)
you’ll never catch me wasted cuz i have my ways (waze)

like, when the tranny f*ggy bradley manning committed the greatest act of espionage *whistle*
i’m posted, revealing where the concentration camps, i mean, checkpoints are (aargh)
now the road pirates have to relocate their traps to a stealthier spot (cope harder)
and, having blown their cover, when i get detained, do i answer questions? not! (plead the 5th)
when the bailiffs fail to visit my doorstep (leave my property)
to serve a warrant, then send me a subpoena (junk mail)
because i said i am going to **** ******* medina
i’m going to mail the prosecution an admissible of my p*n*s, and see if they…

[hook 2]
honor your oath cuz it’s all on video (smile for the camera)
you’d better ponder and hope your actions are constitutional (you swore to it)
or you’ll be the dissertation for my bachelor of [bar]ology (lyrical miracle)
quayever you do will be out there for the whole world to see (proud of yourself?)

[verse 3]
godd*mn, maegan hall! girl, quay is your problem? (quay is it?)
how do you attain such a body count without slaying no dark men? (yass, slay, queen)
oh wait, you did, huh, but not as in a racist who shot them (silver lining, i guess)
aight, i’m done, i’m the best mexican rapper alive and that is all (ran out of rhymes)

but, before we go, free george mickle (nah, not really)
man, i wish i could go back in time and warn him of 12 (f*ck 12)
since, in 2016, a n*gga did bring home the bell (b*town)
he then got ratioed + l + fell off as an adult (sk!ll issue)
shot up his propane vessel and wanted to hone his sk!lls (boom)
as a quarterback, though did it on the corporal (n*gga, are you dumb?)
and now he’s in county, dropping the soap in the cell *moaning*
da marquez, please use prosecutorial (i mean, it’s california)

discretion on a n*gga, and you might not need to…

[hook 3]
ponder and hope your actions are constitutional (you swore to it)
or you’ll be the dissertation for my bachelor of [bar]ology (lyrical miracle)
quayever you do will be out there for the whole world to see (proud of yourself?)

[ending]
happy holi…f*ck that sh*t, merry christmas
this message endorsed by the gym lads, i think

- justin grindley

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