Insane Clown Posse (ICP)



Rebel Flag

And blow your lungs out

Motherfuck a fucking hick

I'll kick you in the mouth, swell your fucking lips up

You swallow them teeth when I do

And me and my boys will run a train on your Felma lip

Then break her fucking back

Goddamn bigots ain't all that

So I'm a cut your brain out

Reach in and pull your spine out

Welcome to the carnival show

You're invited, you and your bitch Flo

And the wicked clowns gonna jeck

Cut your lights off and if you crawl back

Don't step to the city folk

Bitch, that's how you got your titties broke

So get back on your ardvark

Don't let me see a bigot coming through Clark Park

Cut his neck with my good blade

Thirty-four years old, still in the third grade

Yes, speaking on others

Look at your hootnannyass motherfucker

And your Billy Bitch hey

Fuck both ya and your rebel flag

Fuck your rebel flag (8x)

"Been down south you can't tell me"

Hillbilly hillbilly hillbilly

Uncle Willy acting illy

Old bitch cooking up fiddles

That fuck on the porch playing the fiddle

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

Take you out back and throw you in the shit pile

Life in the inner city

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

Like the pigs you eat

Picking that shit off them yellow feet

Don't step or so much as cough

Or I'm a shoot you in the back until your chest falls off

What you say ain't always hype

So I'm a slap you in the face with a lead pipe

Teach the kids what pops taught you

And he's a funky-ass bigot too

Fell short other do respect

Don't speak when I slap you in your red neck

Fuck all that bullshit you stuck on

Get back on your mule and get the fuck on

Don't look back, I'm a hit ya

Take that red neck bitch out with ya

Spit on your rebel rags

So fuck you and your rebel flag

Wilbur - I'm a cut his neck

Haus - I'm a break his back

Guber - I'm a stab his face

Jed - I'm a slit his throat

Felma Lou - I'm a fuck her in the ass

"Hillbillies listening down south"

I'm up and I'm headed for the south

Finna blow a round of buck shot in your mouth

And blow the back of your fucking neck loose

Hillbillies run a rhyme like a headless goose

Cuz you try burning down my cross

That's ready racist hick named Haus

You sleep in the barn and you fuck your horse

Break to the head, put your back on coarse, yeah

But ya know I chill

If I don't flex on you, the others will

Straight folks in the south won't have it

They put a round in your racist ass quick

The coolest south team up with the north

And blow that bigot off his fucking horse

So put away your goddamn twine

Cuz I'm a cut your pipe and take a little moonshine

And drink it all up

Barrels to your face and blow your fucking head off

Keep on gunning cuz of what they said

Punk, I'll put a slug in your bald head

Scalp a skinhead quick

And your greasy-ass triple Klan ain't shit

Zip you up in the bag

And I'll shit on a motherfucking rebel flag

Yeah shit on a rebel flag

Fuck your rebel flag...

Wilbur - I'm a cut his neck

Haus - I'm a break his back

Guber - I'm a stab his face

Jed - I'm a slit his throat

Felma Lou - I'm a fuck her in the ass

I'm a stab that motherfucker in bitch ah!