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Published on Mar 31, 2012
The politically themed ninth song from my album The Art.
Fuck all ethnic groups, keep America pure No fucking mud in our blood, no veins could be truer Fucking arteries straight bleedin' red white and blue Dirty South, motherfucker- whatcha gonna do?
You're fucking no one from nowhere And have fucking nothing at all But you want to make a fucking name For yourself, but who's to fucking blame When you fucking fail, and hang your head in shame You want the world to fucking feel the fire and the rage I'm a fucking layin' down in these verses; make 'em feel the pain Yeah there's no fucking return from vengeance, ya can't erase the stain It's all over your cunt-fruit, they'll pull fucking Columbines in its name Land of fucking prisoners, protected by the brave Longing for true peace and freedom 'cause they're a fucking world away Too fucking far away It's a fucking good thing utopia feels just like home