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Tracy what you going to do when it ain't nowhere to hide when judgment comes for you I said when judgment comes for you say it's going to come
Ayyyyyyyyyah
Cuz it's going to come for ayyyyyyyahhhhhhh
Ahh mmmhmmm.
Tracy, is it hard to accept or believe,
That our leaders wear roles designed to deceive?
Democrats, Republicans—on stage they seem foes,
But behind the scenes, it’s a friendlier pose.

The arguments aired are just parts they rehearse,
A show for the crowd, for better or worse.
Divide and conquer—an age-old design,
Keeping us split while they strengthen their line.

The lawyer for Trump, you'd expect tough and bold,
Yet she’s cast in a role that’s already sold.
These court cases played, moot trials in disguise,
Shaping tomorrow in careful guise.

Central Casting supplies, and CAA too,
The actors they place for the scenes they construe.
Agents who guide them like stars on a screen,
To shape what we see, to craft every scene.

The president’s face is the part he portrays,
A figure to follow, a symbol that sways.
His role is connection, a public affair,
While real power hides, if we’re willing to care.

The world is a stage, as old Shakespeare has told,
And the media’s role keeps the story controlled.
They won’t break the act, for if they were to dare,
The fabric would fray, revealing the snare.

Our founders had fears of demagogues’ might,
Crowds led by voices that dim reason’s light.
They doubted the masses could see through the play,
And sadly, they sensed we’d be swayed this way.

Look past the illusions, the shadows, the screen,
To question the actors, their motives unseen.
For change may come slowly, the strings may delay,
But the truth is the light that will show us the way.

Ayyyyy