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Dec 28, 2022 New York congressman-elect George Santos tries to explain his lies on 'Tucker Carlson Tonight.'

Aug 10, 2022 Furious allies of former US President Donald Trump are demanding an explanation for the FBI's raid on his Florida home, Mar-a-Lago. The FBI and Department of Justice have yet to comment on the search, reportedly linked to an investigation into Mr Trump’s handling of classified and sensitive material. It was the first time a former US president's home has ever been searched by law enforcement.

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Sebastian Lukács Gorka is a British-born Hungarian-American media personality, military and intelligence analyst, and former government official - serving in the administration of U.S. President Donald Trump as a Deputy Assistant to the President from January 2017 until August 25, 2017.

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[Verse 1] Well, I went on down to the corner store Just to get a little bottle of pills Cause the man on the television told me There's a cure for all my ills Well, I walked on up to the counter And I told him what I had Now he said, "You ain't got no money You can't afford to be feeling so bad" [Chorus] Oh, can you spare a nickel, brother? Can you spare a dime? Need a couple more dollars now Just to get me on down the line (R-SON) Hey there, how you doing, ask the folks I tell them all the same thing old black and broke And they think that's a joke but I ain't playing It's a whole lotta truth to what I'm saying See, my bones crack, but I'm so pro black And I got so many bills, and they ain't dough stacks Hey there, Kojak, sucking on your lollipop You think I can get a ride over to the trolley stop? I'm leaving my first gig, heading to the next one I'll sleep when I'm dead, I'm trying to get these checks son Hit the studio in full Rakim mode Cuz my credit score is in permanent limbo Speed up the tempo, I got to get the paper The garnish on my wages isn't adding any flavor You can keep the weed in dank amounts I'm trying to get folding green in my bank accounts [Verse 2] Well I went down to the bodega Just to get a little mountain dew When I opened up my wallet There wasn't nothing but an IOU Well I told my situation, I asked him "What do you got for me?" He said, "I got this knuckle sandwich And I'll give it to you for free" You might also like Long Hard Times To Come Gangstagrass THE STORY OF ALISHER Oxxxymiron Creepin’ Metro Boomin, The Weeknd & 21 Savage [Chorus] Oh, can you spare a nickel, brother? Can you spare a dime? Need a couple more dollars now Just to get me on down the line (Dolio The Sleuth) From red dirt out to Red Hook I been rocking mics since before there was a “FedBook” The left hook - the reason why your man got his head shook From the PJs, where if you slip, you get your bread took Concrete floors made it chilly when the sun’s down Somehow we all made it out from the run-down Proper plan prevented being played for a dumb clown Took the less-traveled road, standing out amongst crowds Old head with the fire of a Jit More heads, you can tell they’re a liar when they spit Baldheads don’t want ‘plex with the lion and his kits All’s said is really nothing if you ply’em with the fifth I’m cooking cast iron in a pit Your bread ain’t really thick if all you’re buying is a fit I cut it up in sections, then I fry it till it’s crisp Season it a lil’ more than required for the fix [Verse 3] Well I could not pay my ticket And I could not pay my bail Well, the judge couldn't pay me the time of day And he throwed my ass in jail Well they gave me a nickel and a dime And they placed them upon my eyes For it cost much more to keep me here Than it did to let me die [Chorus] Oh, can you spare a nickel, brother? Can you spare a dime? Need a couple more dollars now Just to get me on down the line I said, I said, can you spare a nickel, brother? Can you spare a dime? Need a couple more dollars Just to get me on down the line

I remember 20 years ago I was sitting in that court room My charges I could not defend The last thing the judge said to me as he handed down my sentence Was you can never go home again Never go home, never go home You can never go home again And I agreed with everything that the judge said If you come back around, I'm going out like Judge Dredd What was in your head when you made those choices? I can only hope that you were played by voices And you made the decision not to listened to the one That was on your side when you started to slide But mama brought you back home She was broken down to the bone, 'cause you were gone so long But now her baby boy is back in the house You can see the smile on her mouth I ain't never seen her this happy Then all of a sudden you disappeared again She's crumbling down, the smile is gone from her chin And she doesn't know where And I don't even care 'Cause you broke mama's heart twice and it ain't even nice Now I'm surprised as heck that she's wondering where you went And I don't give a damn friend When you've done your time and you come back out that doorway You will not find a loved one or a friend You may return to the place where the people used to know you But you can never go home again Never go home, never go home You can never go home again The things I have seen would horrify the strongest When I left home I haven't been to in the longest Led a life by the sword, was supposed to fall upon it The kite flew, there was nobody left to correspond with The million faces either passed or they flipped So there wasn't much for me to do except dip Too many years lost off the lives of a snitch Who is lying in a ditch now Left to walk across he land as a mystery Every new town, reinvent a new history I turned my back on my past just to get to see a new day Reframe my identity Get to sleep at night? Man I need a fifth at least The dirty deeds that I did just to get to eat Melancholy and emptiness The unseen consequence of the conditions of release We found a man the other day, just hanging from the ceiling His sentence was almost at an end And there on his bed was a note so sad and simple Saying You can never go home again Never go home, never go home You can never go home again Never go home, never go home You can never go home again

When der fuehrer says we is de master race We heil heil right in der fueher's face Not to love der fuehrer is a great disgrace So we heil heil right in der fuehrer's face When Herr Goebbels says we own the world and space We heil heil right in Herr Goebbels' face When Herr Goring says they'll never bomb this place We heil heil right in Herr Goring's face Are we not he supermen Aryan pure supermen Ja we are the supermen (super duper supermen) Is this Nazi land so good Would you leave it if you could Ja this Nazi land is good We would leave it if we could We bring the world to order Heil Hitler's world to order Everyone of foreign race Will love der fuehrer's face When we bring to the world this order When der fuehrer says we is de master race We heil heil right in der fueher's face Not to love der fuehrer is a great disgrace So we heil heil right in der fuehrer's face When der fuehrer says we is de master race We heil heil right in der fueher's face Not to love der fuehrer is a great disgrace So we heil heil right in der fuehrer's face

A Political Music Satire By Spike Jones.

[Verse 1] Niggas can't move me, I focus runnin' the streets Like a rumor, whippin' pillas like a ferris wheel An everything I said, I says it real ? See I love the hood and the hood loves me It's a thin line between hate and love Cross it and take a slug Then I'll erase your mug So embrace the plug or get placed above People ask how I follow God and still curse That's the lingo of the hood, dammit, you don't understand it So while y'all in church, preachin' to the upper-class Kissin' ass, I'm in the trenches with gangstas Showin' 'em ways to get paid without pushing powder But pushin' power. If you don't know the hood Then don't speak unless you spoken to Your comments'll end up chokin' you Or stomping you, I promise you [Hook] Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow I'm gonna put you down Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow I'm gonna put you down [Verse 2] I roam with guns loaded, homey They get it poppin' Click-clack, click-clack, click-clack bodies droppin' They were cool when they missed you, but that was luck They comin' through tomorrow, shorty, that's what's up Cock back they thang-thang, hit you with they bang-bang Stand over your body and hit you with the same thang We were tight for a minute, ridin' the same lane You switched colors, say goodbye to your brain, man Thought I was bangin' you wifey, that wasn't me You got stomped at the party, now that was me Face to face, only a bitch do stunt you Like all talk, only a real dude bust you Don't go bustin' your eye in front of your girl While trippin' on your Timber's, fuck your world I want dues when I'm walking the hood Shit ain't pretty, from the asterick city, I spit gritty You might also like Long Hard Times To Come Gangstagrass THE STORY OF ALISHER Oxxxymiron Creepin’ Metro Boomin, The Weeknd & 21 Savage [Hook] Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow I'm gonna put you down Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow I'm gonna put you down [Verse 3] Dumb fucks think rap music causes violence Any albums that I push can't put Iraq to silence Vietnam, Desert Storm wasn't because of Killer Cam My beef with 50 Cent, or Gam Hei? Chicks be spazzin' out, makin' me crazy Forget a baby, go half on a 3-80 Rolex, take two and pass that, my songs like thongs Cuz they get all up in your ass-crack [Hook] Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow I'm gonna put you down Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow I'm gonna put you down