I hide the truth, in plain view;
Deny the proof, that's what I do.
You must accept, my pack of lies;
You can't believe, your own two eyes.
So shut up and be grateful;
You gotta know your place.
You know I'd be less hateful,
If you'd knuckle down with grace.
So shut up and be grateful;
Like all who bend their knee.
The clueless and the faithful,
Who see their god in me.
You know I value loyalty,
When directed straight at me.
For my family is natural royalty;
It's as clear as day to see.
So shut up and be grateful;
When I beat the racist drum.
When I rob you by the plateful,
I might give you a crumb.
So shut up and be grateful;
When I bash the fascist pot.
They say that I'm disgraceful,
But I proclaim: I'm not!
From Daytona to Duluth,
Across this great wide land.
All know I'll fight 'claw and tooth',
For my brother white man's brand.
So shut up and be grateful;
For the anti-christ has spoke.
You know I don't do shameful,
And your Jesus is a joke.
So shut up and be grateful;
Like all my rabid folk.
They know they must be praiseful,
To this stable genius - 'woke'.
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