‘Caesar’ — #Lyrics To A Rap Song

What I’m trying to do with this one is compare Trump to Julius Caesar. I don’t know how successful I was. I’m at least trying to take a little bit more time on these lyrics. But, of course, I have no beats and don’t know anything about music so the usual problems exist with anything I write. This is more about me feeling like writing a story out in verse than anything else. Take it for what it is.

Caesar
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@sheltbumgarner
please give credit if you produce or perform

the die is cast
now the Rubicon is crossed
a Republic is now an empire
the tyrant rules the land

darkness has descended on the nation
it’s no lark I’m afraid
disgrace has a name
conflagration is on its way
our democracy is at stake
lust for freedom is in our hearts
when the dust settles will we be free
will the people bring the tyrant to his knees
are we prepared to return us to our good state

freedom isn’t free
hit the streets with me
freedom isn’t free
hit the streets with me

some things never change
tyranny always lurks in the heats of men
be willing to voice your pain
lace up your shoes and exclaim
when liberty is at stake
you’re willing to do what it takes
to break the people free of their chains
return the Republic to its glory
life to how it used to be
nothing will be the same I admit
but don’t you fret we’re going to celebrate
once this time is over
’cause freedom ain’t free

freedom isn’t free
hit the streets with me
freedom isn’t free
hit the streets with me

[bridge]
we can’t turn back
our eyes on our goal
the people just want
a Republic that’s free
people are angry
as they should be
the government isn’t listening

if we don’t do something now
we’l have a king in all but name
that is my refrain I’m afraid
our liberty is at stake
I’m not prepared to give that up
without a fight
without a fight
without a fight

‘NYFW’ — #Lyrics To Pop-Rock-Rap Song About Cardi B Fighting Nicki Minaj

I’m just an ignorant white boy in all of this, but I thought it merited some lyrics. Whatever it was that was going on.

NYFW
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

who throws a shoe
who throws a fucking shoe

two girls beefin
during New York Fashion Week
they got problems it’s obvious to see
but who am I to complain
they don’t care what we think
got things they got to explicate
but in the end I gotta say

who throws a shoe
who throws a fucking shoe
but I guess what else are you going to do
when you see your rival during
New York Fashion Week
New York Fashion Week
New York Fashion Week

girls will be girls
when you see a bitch you hate
you gotta throw what you got
to get her attention
but what’s it all about
don’t even know for sure
maybe one day it’ll all come out
I think it will
without a doubt
without a doubt

who throws a shoe
who throws a fucking shoe
but I guess what else are you going to do
when you see your rival during
New York Fashion Week
New York Fashion Week
New York Fashion Week

[bridge]
when it all comes out
we’ll have a reason to shout
but don’t you have any doubt
we’re all going to rock in the end
no matter who’s to blame

who throws a shoe
who throws a fucking shoe
but I guess what else are you going to do
when you see your rival during
New York Fashion Week
New York Fashion Week
New York Fashion Week

‘Be The Power’ — #Lyrics To An Old School Rap Song

These lyrics are meant to up a homage, a spiritual successor to Public Enemy’s Fight The Power.

Be The Power
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
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they told us long ago
to fight the power
well it’s a new century
the power we want to be is within
no need to fight it be it

be the power
be the power
make the change you want
be the power
be the power

we’re run by the Russians
the tweeting tyrant tells us no
hit the streets if you want to hear yes
don’t be afraid to express your views
just expect to be in the news
they want to keep us down
out of the people’s house with their lies
but we’re going to bring the down

be the power
be the power
make the change you want
be the power
be the power

[bridge]
don’t expect me to be quiet
now while the they grow rich
as the population grows poor
they’re going to hear us roar

I don’t expect it to be easy
we’re ready to do what it takes
getting their attention will be tough
but we got to make it so they can’t ignore us
be the power
be the power
be the power
be the power

‘Summer Of Rage’ — #Lyrics To Pop-Rock-Folk-Rap Song

This would be a really fast folk-rock-pop song where everything but the chorus was rapped. At least, that’s my vision for it. It would be a little bit like the Run DMC / Aerosmith cross over hit version of “Walk This Way.”

Summer of Rage
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

summer of rage is here
‘gunna bring the heat to the pigs
summer of rage is here
cling tight to what you hold dear

summer of rage

[rapped]
you think you got it figured out
everything that makes you shout
but let me tell you without a doubt
lock your doors not your mind
the summer of rage won’t be kind
we’re going to rock for our freedom
break the back of the Man at last
no one will doubt our might
as we rage until dawn breaks
the end won’t happen I’m afraid
until we make it what we want
which is a return to sanity

summer of rage is here
‘gunna bring the heat to the pigs
summer of rage is here
cling tight to what you hold dear

[rapped]
we’re going to rage all summer
till we break back what we love
we risk being cast out of heaven
if we don’t do something fast
we’re a city on the hill
for real for real
laugh all you like is all I can say
the things we love are at risk
they’re in play because of a big baby
who shits all over himself
speaking garbage every chance he can get
screaming at the top of your lungs
is the only way to deal

summer of rage is here
‘gunna bring the heat to the pigs
summer of rage is here
cling tight to what you hold dear

[bridge]
we’re going to win
is all I can say
we may break a few eggs
along the way
but freedom’s not free
just be sure to vote in the fall

summer of rage is here
‘gunna bring the heat to the pigs
summer of rage is here
cling tight to what you hold dear

‘Don’t Care’ — #Lyrics To A Pop-Rap Fusion Song

Just enjoying writing some lyrics. No one cares. It’s just relaxing. Everything but the chorus would be rap-sung.

Don’t Care
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

don’t care about Kylie’s lips
or about the size
of her sister’s big olde hips
what you should care about
is leaving your servers a nice tip
’cause every day I see
lady liberty man handled in the press
by our leaders who cry
fake news till they’re blue as the sky

don’t care
not at all
don’t care
don’t care
don’t care
don’t care

don’t care about the latest fued
about what dumb thing the press
wants me to learn
I care about my country
where it’s going
and it’s future
give me some hope about our fate
stop telling me to commensurate
about the latest celebrity wedding
I’m worried about where we’re heading
and you should be too
that’s what I care about

don’t care
not at all
don’t care
don’t care
don’t care
don’t care

[bridge]
one day things will return
back to the way the once were
we’ll be able to ignore the world
just give girls a twirl
but for now I have to care

I care about the truth
care about facts
care about where my nation’s headed
how we can get it back

‘What’s Happening?’ — #Lyrics To A Pop Rap Song

This would feature the audio from the scene in Poltergeist where the young woman jumps out of her car and screams, “What’s happening?????” as its hook. I see this as a Kanye West type pop-rock-rap song.

What’s happening?
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
Sample from the movie “Poltergeist” 1982
@bumgarls
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{sample / hook}
What’s happening????
What’s happening????
What’s happening????

the end seems to be near
every day things are the same
I wake up to chaos in the tweets
people wanting to take to the streets
all I wanna do is get you beneath the sheets
but it’s not be be until we get some peace
call the police to complain
but they tell me if I wanna get laid
I’m going to have to act sane

want you by my side
let me slide across your border
these are dark days indeed
these are dark days indeed
when our POS POTUS prevents a man
from getting laid
{sample / hook}
What’s happening????

just give me what I want
you naked as can bee
letting me see the truth
but you tell me it just ain’t gonna happen
I gotta to prove my love by fighting the power
take the streets you say
“lace up your Adidas until the babies are free
if you want to put a baby in me” is your refrain
we am I gonna do
when are you gonna let me off the hook
let me get to work on that body of yours
I can be expected to wait
until the dictator is defeated

want you by my side
let me slide across your border
these are dark days indeed
these are dark days indeed
when our POS POTUS prevents a man
from getting laid
{sample / hook}
What’s happening????

[bridge]
what’s happening indeed
just want this to end
one day it will I’m sure
but we’ve got a fight ahead of us
the passion of the streets
ain’t anywhere near being complete

{sample / hook}
What’s happening????
What’s happening????
What’s happening????

‘Amosexual’ — #Lyrics To A Pop-Rap Song

I simply don’t have a beat to go with this one. You’d have to change it some to fit a beat. I’m thinking something you might associated with a Kanye West song. Something thumping with a lot of bass. This one is about people who love their guns more than their children. The shitheads.

Amosexual
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

stroke the trigger
blood lust is ready and cocked
empire of death about to be founded
pick’em off one by one
ask’em they believe in God
time for some martyrs to be born
amosexual

we come into this world alone
we leave it with dust on our ass

there’s no excuse if you don’t rule the roost
if you don’t love your gun you’re doomed
the death of innocents is our sacrifice
it’s the price we pay for freedom
it’s the price we pay for freedom
it’s the price we pay for freedom
amosexual

when the alarm is rung
the guns are already out
give you something to shout about
there’ll be tears before bedtime
maybe sooner
screams of pain ring in your ears
trench coat open and ready
nothing will stop fate now
love and lust are one and the same
we just deny the facts of life
nothing wrong with loving hate
when the cucks realize they’ve failed
no way to reign us in my friend
you ain’t see anything yet

we come into this world alone
we leave it with dust on our ass

there’s no excuse if you don’t rule the roost
if you don’t love your gun you’re doomed
the death of innocents is our sacrifice
it’s the price we pay for freedom
it’s the price we pay for freedom
it’s the price we pay for freedom
amosexual

[bridge]
when we’re all in hell
or maybe heaven if you’re lucky
we will meet our maker
Smith & Wesson will be waiting
to put us to one last test

talking heads send thoughts and prayers
but we all know it doesn’t matter one bit
the streets will run red with blood yet again
lick your wounds clean you’ll need your energy
it’ll all happen again when the demons rise
clocks will be stilled by glocks
peek into your doomed fate one last time
when the police arrive it’ll be too late
nothing will be done because as you know
it’s the price we pay for freedom
it’s the price we pay for freedom
it’s the price we pay for freedom

‘Conception Confession’ — #Lyrics To A Fusion Pop-Rock-Rap Song

These lyrics are about the theory that Shera Bechard at some point in September 2017 conceived a child with an individual I speculate is Donald Trump, not Elliot Broidy. I have no proof this is the case and I’m probably wrong, but I feel like ranting about her maybe being pressured into an abortion for $1.6 million. These lyrics would include some samples of Erykah Badu’s “Other Side Of The Game” repurposed for use in a dramatically different context. Everything but the samples would be rapped in a really hard, brusque manner. I could see someone like Eminem rapping them.

Conception Confession
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
Samples from Erykah Badu’s “Other Side Of The Game”
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

Do I really
Want my baby
Do I really
Want my baby

Now, me and baby got this situation
See brotha got this complex occupation

he got her pregnant can you believe
raw dogged her like Stormy
one September night
while he was in New York City
she was chill with the conception
but she had 1.6 million reasons
to follow his lead
now I’m filled with rage
and dismay at the state of affairs

Do I really
Want my baby
Do I really
Want my baby
Do I really
Want my baby

I could rage and all night
at the thoughts in my head
how did we come to this predicament
an orange madman rules the roost
demands bricks be thrown from the roof
children are lost left and right
some play in traffic
others die
all while or orange lord
eats cheeseburgers on the toilet
rotting from inside
what happens next
I will only be surprised

Do I really
Want my baby
Do I really
Want my baby
Do I really
Want my baby

[bridge]
what are we to do
are we all torn asunder
living in eternal night
I can’t believe it
will always fight

we’ll take to the streets
rush the tower all day and night
until the orange is forced to flee
to some other country
and we again can be free
we have to believe in ourselves
our unity will keep us strong

‘NDA’ — #Lyrics To A Pop-Rock-Rap Fusion Song

In some respects, this song could never be made unless you did it gangsta and simply told Radiohead fuck you and stole the sample that would make the song. Or, you could get Regina Spektor to sing the words you needed in the way you needed. Either way, this song could be pretty powerful under the right conditions. You get the best, most respected rapper you could find to sing the rest of the song and see what happened. Childish Gambino seems like the guy who would dig this concept this most at this point. This is me raging against the idea that Trump through Cohen demanded Bechard to have an abortion for $1.6 million. I have no proof this what happened, but it does inspire lyrics.

NDA
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
Sample of “No Surprises” by Thom Yorke / Radiohead
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

Silence
Silence
Silence
Silence

the brick was forced into existance
torn from the kiln
on a demand from above
it’s heartbeat was stilled
on a whim from an orange
the hypocrisy is rank
all of this stinks
the rats are running

bring down the government
they don’t speak for us
bring down the government
they don’t speak for us

they tell us what to do
but baby they’re through
we’re going to rage in the streets
till they flee
we’ll charge the tower of our own power
we’ll eat cake for weeks
nothing will stop us
until they hear us cry
we’ll scream until we we’ll die

bring down the government
they don’t speak for us
bring down the government
they don’t speak for us

they lose children left and right
kids are gone
out of sight
the bricks are through at us with a grin
but in the end we know we’ll win
streets on fire
things will grow dire
bunnies will die
you know why
the results are in
a night of sin
with a brick
born in a kiln

bring down the government
they don’t speak for us
bring down the government
they don’t speak for us

[bridge]
my rage will last
all night maybe more
the roar of the crowd
will scare them anyhow

just you wait and see
baby it’s just you and me
the mad king will be deposed
a man who crushed a rose
his lies will be exposed
one by one
it’s all coming down

silence
silence
silence
silence

‘Orange’ — #Lyrics To A Woke Rap Song

This is me trying to rant about Donald Trump in a rap song. No one listens to me, I’m just screwing around. This would have a thumping bass beat to it.

Orange
lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
please give credit if you produce or perform

nothing rhymes with orange
or so I’m told
nothing rhymes with orange
nothing rhymes with orange

we’re ruled by a fool
an orange hateful orange troll
breaking norms left and right
but there’s one thing he can’t do
despite his hand on the football
and access to the codes

nothing rhymes with orange
or so I’m told
nothing rhymes with orange
nothing rhymes with orange
orange
orange
orange

not even he can rhyme orange
he can rant all he wants about his dick
he’s flawed just like the rest
if you love freedom you’ll have no rest
till his orange ass is on racing out the door
things are tight for poor folks
we have the opportunity to make things right
I loath to say much to my dismay

nothing rhymes with orange
or so I’m told
nothing rhymes with orange
nothing rhymes with orange
orange
orange
orange

[bridge]
just wait and see
orange will flee
like he must
if we all don’t fade into dust

that orange king is going to keep us in control
if we don’t vote him out with the rest of his vichy louts
we can lick them I believe
make the orange jester shut up once and for all
we’re one a roll like a orange peel
before it’s over he’s going to squeal
like the orange piggie he is
I just hope I get to see it sooner rather than later