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   'cause 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   'cause 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 'cause 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!