With his loony crew
Deadly tools
All we get is boom and doom.
Imagine the height of these fools,
For once we need not climb a stool
To see how much they've goofed.
Their emptiness forbids schools
And in the pools of our precious blood
They daily soak
Dredging and scooping with their evil spoon.
With smiles on their ugly faces
I can tell how cool and deadly they can be.
Low lives! Dan Banza!
Boom and doom
What else is left of us?
Cooking humans like food
Ravaging our hood
No roofs
Only the door way down South
After several years of sojourn up North.
Too many poor, who will help us?
Fools looting our treasures for politics
Funding these hooey fanatics who in turn endlessly bomb us and hoose-gow our teenage girls.
Shekau the boor, your day of doom looms
And in my room will I groove
When I hear how the boots step on you and your crew,
That for me, will be very good!
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