Luyện nghe bài hát Your Rebel Flag

Stop the bus, violent J comes out, barrels to chest
And blow lungs out, motherfuck a fucking hick
I'll kick you in the mouth, swell your lips up
You swallow them teeth I do
And me and my boys run a train on your Felma Lou

Then break her back, goddamn bigots ain't all that
So, I'ma cut your brain out, in and pull your spine out
Welcome to the show, you're invited, you and your bitch Flo
And the clowns gonna jack
Cut your lights off and if you back

Don't step to the city folk, bitch, that's why you got your broke
So, get back on ardvark
Don't let me see a bigot through Clark Park
Cut his with my good blade
Thirty four years old, in the third grade

Yet speaking on others, look at hootin' anny ass motherfucker
And your Billy bitch, hey, fuck both and your rebel flag
Fuck your rebel flag, fuck your rebel flag, fuck your flag
Fuck your rebel flag, fuck rebel flag, fuck your rebel flag
Fuck your rebel flag, fuck your flag

Been down South, you can't tell me, hillbilly, hillbilly,
Willy, acting nilly
Old bitch cooking up viddles, fuck on the porch playing the fiddle
You know I'd love to show you that ghetto
Take you out back and throw you in the shit

Life in the inner city, I'd whip your ass, but you're all shitty and
Like the pigs you eat, that shit off them yellow feet
Don't or so much as cough
Or I'ma shoot you in the back till your chest off

What you say ain't always
So, I'll slap you in the with a lead pipe
Teach the kids the pops taught you
And he's a funky-ass bigot too, short of the due respect
Don't speak when I you in your red neck

all that bullshit you stuck on
Get back on mule and get the fuck on
Don't look back, or I'ma hit ya, take redneck bitch out wit' ya
Spit on your rebel rag, so, you and your rebel flag

Wilbur, I'ma cut his neck, Haus, break his back
Guber, I'ma his face, Jed, I'ma slit his throat
Wilbur, I'ma cut his neck, Haus, I'ma his back
Guber, I'ma stab his face, Lou, I'ma fuck her in the ass

Hillbillies listening down South, hillbillies listening South

I'm up and I'm headed for the
put a round of buckshot in your mouth
And blow the of your fucking neck loose
Hillbillies run around like a headless

'Cuz you tried down my cross
That's ready racist named Haus
You sleep in the barn and you fuck horse
to the head, put you back on course, yeah

But ya know I chill 'cuz if I don't flex on you, the others
Straight folks in the won't have it
They put a round in your racist ass
The cool in the team up with the North

And blow that off his fucking horse
So put away goddamn twine
'Cuz I'm a cut your pipe and take a little
Then it all up

Barrels to your face and blow your head off
Keep on gunning of what they said
Punk, put a slug in your bald head
Scalp a quick

And your greasy ass triple Klan ain't
Zip you up in the bag
And I'll on a motherfucking rebel flag
Yeah, on a rebel flag

Fuck your rebel flag, fuck rebel flag
Fuck your rebel flag, your rebel flag
Fuck your rebel flag, your rebel flag

your rebel flag, fuck your rebel flag
Fuck rebel flag, fuck your rebel flag
Fuck your rebel flag, it shit

Wilbur, I'm a cut his neck, Haus, I'm a break his
Guber, I'm a stab his face, Jed, I'm a his throat
Wilbur, I'm a cut his neck, Haus, I'm a 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
Guber, I'ma stab motherfucker in his bitch