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  • 作词 : Bruce, Utsler
    Stop the bus, violent
    J comes out, barrels to your chest
    And blow your lungs out, mother************* a ******g hick
    I'll kick you in the mouth, swell your ******g lips up
    You swallow them teeth when
    I doAnd me and my boys will run a train on your
    Felma LouThen break her ******g back, goddamn bigots ain't all that
    So, I'ma cut your brain out, reach in and pull your spine out
    Welcome to the
    Carnival show, you're invited, you and your *************
    FloAnd the wicked clowns gonna jack
    Cut your lights off and if you crawl back
    Don't step to the city folk, *************, that's why you got your ******* 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
    Yet speaking on others, look at your hootin' anny ass mother*******
    And your Billy *************, hey, ************* both 'cha'll and your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    Been down
    South, you can't tell me, hillbilly, hillbilly, hillbilly
    Uncle Willy, acting nilly
    Old ************* cooking up viddles, that ************* 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 *************t pile
    Life in the inner city,
    I'd whip your ass, but you're all *************tty and funky
    Like the pigs you eat, picking that *************t off them yellow feet
    Don't step or so much as cough
    Or I'ma shoot you in the back till your chest falls off
    What you say ain't always hype
    So, I'll slap you in the face with a lead pipe
    Teach the kids what the pops taught you
    And he's a funky-ass bigot too, fell short of the due respect
    Don't speak when
    I slap you in your red neck
    ************* all that bull*************t you stuck on
    Get back on your mule and get the ************* on
    Don't look back, or
    I'ma hit ya, take that redneck ************* out wit' ya
    Spit on your rebel rag, so, ************* you and your rebel flag
    Wilbur, I'ma cut his neck,
    Haus, I'ma break his back
    Guber, I'ma stab his face,
    Jed, I'ma slit his throat
    Wilbur, I'ma cut his neck,
    Haus, I'ma break his back
    Guber, I'ma stab his face,
    Felma Lou,
    I'ma ************* her in the ass
    Hillbillies listening down
    South, hillbillies listening down
    SouthI'm up and
    I'm headed for the
    SouthFidna put a round of buckshot in your mouth
    And blow the back of your ******g neck loose
    Hillbillies run around like a headless goose'
    Cuz you tried burning down my cross
    That's ready racist hick named
    HausYou sleep in the barn and you ************* your horse
    Brick to the head, put you back on course, yeah
    But ya know
    I chill 'cuz 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 cool in the south team up with the
    NorthAnd blow that bigot off his ******g horse
    So put away your goddamn twine'
    Cuz I'm a cut your pipe and take a little moon*************ne
    Then drink it all up
    Barrels to your face and blow your ******g 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 *************t
    Zip you up in the bag
    And I'll *************t on a mother******g rebel flag
    Yeah, *************t on a rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, it ain't *************t
    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
    Wilbur, I'm a cut his neck,
    Haus, I'm a break his back
    Guber, I'm a stab his face,
    Felma Lou,
    I'm a ************* her in the ass
    Wilbur, I'm a cut his neck,
    Haus, I'm a break his back
    Guber, I'ma stab that mother******* in his *************
  • 作词 : Bruce, Utsler
    Stop the bus, violent
    J comes out, barrels to your chest
    And blow your lungs out, mother************* a ******g hick
    I'll kick you in the mouth, swell your ******g lips up
    You swallow them teeth when
    I doAnd me and my boys will run a train on your
    Felma LouThen break her ******g back, goddamn bigots ain't all that
    So, I'ma cut your brain out, reach in and pull your spine out
    Welcome to the
    Carnival show, you're invited, you and your *************
    FloAnd the wicked clowns gonna jack
    Cut your lights off and if you crawl back
    Don't step to the city folk, *************, that's why you got your ******* 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
    Yet speaking on others, look at your hootin' anny ass mother*******
    And your Billy *************, hey, ************* both 'cha'll and your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    Been down
    South, you can't tell me, hillbilly, hillbilly, hillbilly
    Uncle Willy, acting nilly
    Old ************* cooking up viddles, that ************* 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 *************t pile
    Life in the inner city,
    I'd whip your ass, but you're all *************tty and funky
    Like the pigs you eat, picking that *************t off them yellow feet
    Don't step or so much as cough
    Or I'ma shoot you in the back till your chest falls off
    What you say ain't always hype
    So, I'll slap you in the face with a lead pipe
    Teach the kids what the pops taught you
    And he's a funky-ass bigot too, fell short of the due respect
    Don't speak when
    I slap you in your red neck
    ************* all that bull*************t you stuck on
    Get back on your mule and get the ************* on
    Don't look back, or
    I'ma hit ya, take that redneck ************* out wit' ya
    Spit on your rebel rag, so, ************* you and your rebel flag
    Wilbur, I'ma cut his neck,
    Haus, I'ma break his back
    Guber, I'ma stab his face,
    Jed, I'ma slit his throat
    Wilbur, I'ma cut his neck,
    Haus, I'ma break his back
    Guber, I'ma stab his face,
    Felma Lou,
    I'ma ************* her in the ass
    Hillbillies listening down
    South, hillbillies listening down
    SouthI'm up and
    I'm headed for the
    SouthFidna put a round of buckshot in your mouth
    And blow the back of your ******g neck loose
    Hillbillies run around like a headless goose'
    Cuz you tried burning down my cross
    That's ready racist hick named
    HausYou sleep in the barn and you ************* your horse
    Brick to the head, put you back on course, yeah
    But ya know
    I chill 'cuz 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 cool in the south team up with the
    NorthAnd blow that bigot off his ******g horse
    So put away your goddamn twine'
    Cuz I'm a cut your pipe and take a little moon*************ne
    Then drink it all up
    Barrels to your face and blow your ******g 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 *************t
    Zip you up in the bag
    And I'll *************t on a mother******g rebel flag
    Yeah, *************t on a rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, ************* your rebel flag
    ************* your rebel flag, it ain't *************t
    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
    Wilbur, I'm a cut his neck,
    Haus, I'm a break his back
    Guber, I'm a stab his face,
    Felma Lou,
    I'm a ************* her in the ass
    Wilbur, I'm a cut his neck,
    Haus, I'm a break his back
    Guber, I'ma stab that mother******* in his *************