Stop the bus, violent J comes out, barrels to your chest
And blow your lungs out, motherf**k a f**king hick
I`ll kick you in the mouth, swell your f**king lips up
You swallow them teeth when I do
And me and my boys will run a train on your Felma Lou

Then break her f**king 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 bitch Flo
And the wicked clowns gonna jack
Cut your lights off 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 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 motherf**ker
And your Billy bitch, hey, f**k both `cha`ll and your rebel flag
F**k your rebel flag, f**k your rebel flag, f**k your rebel flag
F**k your rebel flag, f**k your rebel flag, f**k your rebel flag
F**k your rebel flag, f**k your rebel flag

Been down South, you can`t tell me, hillbilly, hillbilly, hillbilly
Uncle Willy, acting nilly
Old bitch cooking up viddles, that f**k 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 s**t pile

Life in the inner city, I`d whip your ass, but you`re all s**tty and funky
Like the pigs you eat, picking that s**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

F**k all that bulls**t you stuck on
Get back on your mule and get the f**k on
Don`t look back, or I`ma hit ya, take that redneck bitch out wit` ya
Spit on your rebel rag, so, f**k 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 f**k her in the ass

Hillbillies listening down South, hillbillies listening down South

I`m up and I`m headed for the South
Fidna put a round of buckshot in your mouth
And blow the back of your f**king neck loose
Hillbillies run around like a headless goose

`Cuz you tried burning down my cross
That`s ready racist hick named Haus
You sleep in the barn and you f**k 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 North

And blow that bigot off his f**king horse
So put away your goddamn twine
`Cuz I`m a cut your pipe and take a little moonshine
Then drink it all up

Barrels to your face and blow your f**king 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 s**t
Zip you up in the bag
And I`ll s**t on a motherf**king rebel flag
Yeah, s**t on a rebel flag

F**k your rebel flag, f**k your rebel flag
F**k your rebel flag, f**k your rebel flag
F**k your rebel flag, f**k your rebel flag

F**k your rebel flag, f**k your rebel flag
F**k your rebel flag, f**k your rebel flag
F**k your rebel flag, it ain`t s**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 f**k her in the ass
Wilbur, I`m a cut his neck, Haus, I`m a break his back
Guber, I`ma stab that motherf**ker in his bitch