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Put up your fists and
Put up your fists and
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Fuck the alt-right
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Put up your fists
Confederate flags flown at half-mast 'cause
You called me a fag and I snapped his neck back
With a fist, right-hook, that's all that it took
I told him I wasn't playing and I leave them shook
Cause traitor Trump's got em fucked up
Thinking they can speak that hate but guess what?
His dominion's coming to an end
And he won't make America great again
Put up your fists and
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Put up your fists and
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Fuck the alt-right
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Put up your fists
When was America greater?
When it was criminal for women to vote?
When was America greater?
When slaves were bought and sold?
When was America greater?
Before the Natives lost control?
Fuck that MAGA propaganda
Hate won't make America great
This is the resistance with our fists held high
You fuck with us and we multiply
This is no longer a spectator sport
This is a motherfuckin' war
So rise from your master's feet
And blind your eyes from his acknowledged fees
And set yourself free from his cult of tyranny
Keep fucking with us and we multiply
Keep fucking with us and we multiply
Hate won't make America great again
Put up your fists and
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Put up your fists and
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Fuck the alt-right
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Put up your fists
Put up your fists
Put up your fists and
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Put up your fists and
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Put up your fists