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If Trump Was In Hamilton
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Jon Cozart
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How does a blowhard, b*st*rd, son of a bigoted benefactor Host of the business equivalent of The Bachelor Pastor the party of family values and sin With flow so foul you’d think it’s shooting out the wrong end By song’s end he’ll hone his own brand A real-estate mogul just like his old man His pop had stole land from folks with no plans Made out fresh in the depression with Queens in both hands The floor plans to his mansion had 23 rooms Hired a chef to fill his five children’s silver spoons with fancy foods And ruined em’, his son was a fool, he put the brute into An army institute in lieu of high school Picture this: eyes full of fire, the heir to the empire Staring straight down the barrel, his future in peril, he barely made honor roll Dodged the draft, thanking his dividends Cause anything is possible with pockets full of Benjamins He grew in ambition, took a position as president Of his father's complexes for quote “Jews and Executives” But having never abetted a black resident He fled when the FEDs sued Freddy for prejudice He was desperate to shed his dad’s shadow and move on Standing upon the precipice of a brand new Don A Prodigal son rising to answer his true calling On the East Side horizon one name would glow upon ‘em, call him:
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