Apathy - The Curse Of The Kennedys lyrics

[Hook] "Hey young world wanna hear a story? Close your eyes and you can pretend you're me I'm cut from the cloth of the Kennedy's" - Jay -Z 'Pray' [Verse 1] Who's the god of Cape Cod Who's higher than Hyannis Who could get away with murder From money and simply vanish Suit jacket in a casket, lookin so fantastic Sweater vest fresh Posin' with a tennis racket YES So cla**ic YES So tragic YES Camelot was formed in Black Magic There's lots of sinners Eating lobster dinners With some mobster figures Selling lots of liquor Hair slicked back Three piece suits And shoes polished Martha's Vineyard mansion And an Ivy League college Secret societies And a sick fascination With accidental d**hs And planned a**a**inations The birth of a nation Erasing the line that's drawn To define God and Satan ...It's Jack, it's Bobby It's even Teddy Reversed on my enemy's The curse of the Kennedy's.... [Verse 2] Demeanor of Joe senior Overachiever Won't stop 'til I own The Mona Lisa With a home in Ibiza Hear the news flash over the speaker They're k**ing Kennedys... Keep calm, load up the heater Bobby's slumped on podium P.O.T.U.S. is down We got political poll, probly the dopest around We got publicists for damage control... Kennedy style k** a girl by accident ...never see trial Heavenly Father... please wash all of my sins While I wash away my pain With this Tonic & Gin While I vomit in the sink And think of ominous things Like Atomic bombs Never let the communists win Live from the Bay of Pigs It's obvious lies When anybody denies All the Mafia ties You surprised? It's Jack, it's Bobby, it's even Teddy Reversed on my enemies The Curse Of The Kennedys...