ICP Rebel Flag Lyrics

Stop the bus, violent j comes out
Barrels to your chest
And blow your lungs out
m_________ a f___ing hick
Ill kick you in the mouth, swell your f___ing 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 f___ing back
g______ bigots aint all that
So Im a cut your brain out
Reach in and pull your spine out
Welcome to the carnival show
Youre invited, you and your b____ flo
And the wicked clowns gonna jeck
Cut your lights off and if you crawl back
Dont step to the city folk
b____, thats how you got your t__ties broke
So get back on your ardvark
Dont 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 m_________er
And your billy b____ hey
f___ both ya and your rebel flag
f___ your rebel flag (8x)
Been down south you cant tell me
Hillbilly hillbilly hillbilly
Uncle w____ acting illy
Old b____ cooking up fiddles
That f___ on the porch playing the fiddle
You know Id love to show you that ghetto style
Take you out back and throw you in the s___ pile
Life in the inner city
Id whip your a__, but youre all s___ty and funky
Like the pigs you eat
Picking that s___ off them yellow feet
Dont step or so much as cough
Or Im a shoot you in the back until your chest falls off
What you say aint always hype
So Im a slap you in the face with a lead pipe
Teach the kids what pops taught you
And hes a funky-a__ bigot too
Fell short other do respect
Dont speak when I slap you in your red neck
f___ all that bullshit you stuck on
Get back on your mule and get the f___ on
Dont look back, Im a hit ya
Take that red neck b____ out with ya
Spit on your rebel rags
So f___ you and your rebel flag
Wilbur - Im a cut his neck
Haus - Im a break his back
Guber - Im a stab his face
Jed - Im a slit his throat
Felma lou - Im a f___ her in the a__
Hillbillies listening down south
Im up and Im headed for the south
Finna blow a round of buck shot in your mouth
And blow the back of your f___ing neck loose
Hillbillies run a rhyme like a headless goose
Cuz you try burning down my cross
Thats ready racist hick named haus
You sleep in the barn and you f___ your horse
Break to the head, put your back on coarse, yeah
But ya know I chill
If I dont flex on you, the others will
Straight folks in the south wont have it
They put a round in your racist a__ quick
The coolest south team up with the north
And blow that bigot off his f___ing horse
So put away your g______ twine
Cuz Im a cut your pipe and take a little moonshine
And drink it all up
Barrels to your face and blow your f___ing head off
Keep on gunning cuz of what they said
Punk, Ill put a slug in your bald head
Scalp a skinhead quick
And your greasy-a__ triple klan aint s___
Zip you up in the bag
And Ill s___ on a m_________ing rebel flag
Yeah s___ on a rebel flag
f___ your rebel flag...
Wilbur - Im a cut his neck
Haus - Im a break his back
Guber - Im a stab his face
Jed - Im a slit his throat
Felma lou - Im a f___ her in the a__
Im a stab that m_________er in b____ ah

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