*Not done*
He leads with an iron fist,
Quenchin', Striking the line,
Between the wealthy and the poor,
The iron fist that holds your soul,
Squeezing your heart,
Let it bleed, gushing over the floor,
Families fight to survive,
But only increase death,
Another knife strikes the cord,
He encourages the abuse of the peasants,
And profits from organizes crime,
American government adore him,
He leads with an iron fist.
Brutality and peasants,
Locked in a cage; like a rat and a snake,
Another gunshot, another dead peasant,
A president who supports this crime,
It only takes one to change these lives.
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