Rebel Flag Lyrics

Stop the bus, Violent J comes out Barrels to your chest 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!