Stop the bus, Violent J comes out

Barrels to your chest and blow your lungs out

Mother fucker fuckin hick

I kick ya in the mouth

Sew your fuckin' lips up

You swallow them teeth when I do

And me and my boys'll run a train on your Thelma Lou

Then break her fuckin back

Goddamn biggots ain't all that

So I'ma cut your brain out

Reach in and pull your spine out

Welcome to the Carnival show

Your invited, you and your bitch Flo

And the wicked clowns gonna check

Cut your legs off and and if you crawl back

Don't step to the city folk- bitch that's why you got your titties broke

So get back on your ardvark

Don't let me see a biggot commin' through Clark Park

Cut his neck with my good blade

34 years old, still in the third grade

Yes, pickin' on others--Look at your hootinanny ass mother fucker

And your billy bitch

Hey---Fuck both ya'll ...

And your Rebel flag



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Fuck your Rebel flag! (Fuck your Rebel flag)

Fuck your Rebel flag! (Fuck your Rebel flag)-(Fuck your Rebel Flag!)

Fuck your Rebel flag! (Fuck your Rebel flag)

Fuck a Rebel flag! (Fuck your Rebel flag)



Been down south, you can't tell me

Hill billy hill billy hill billy

Uncle Willy acting nilly

Old bitch cooking up vittles

Then fuck on the porch, playing a fiddle

You know I'd love to show you that ghetto style

Take you out back, throw you in a shit pile

Life in the inner city

I'd rip your ass, but you all shitty and funky

Like the pigs you eat

Pickin' that shit off them yellow feet

Don't stop to so much as cough

Or I'ma shoot ya in the back till your chest falls off

What you say ain't always hype

So I slap you in the face wit