Your Rebel Flag lyrics

Stop the bus, Violent J comes out

Barrels to your chest, and blow your lungs out

Motherfucker fuckin' hick

I kick you in your mouth, sew your fuckin' lips up

You swallow them teeth when I do

Then me and my boys'll run a train

On your Thelma-Lou

Then break her fuckin' 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 check

Cut your legs off and have you crawl back

Don't step to the city folk

Bitch, that's why you got your titties broke

So get back on your aardvark

Don't let me see a bigot comin' through Clark Park

Cut his neck with my good blade

34 years old, still in the third grade

Yes, pickin' on others

Look at your hootinanny ass motherfucker!

And you billy bitch, hey - fuck both y'all and your rebel flag!

Fuck your Rebel flag! (Fuck your rebel flag)

Fuck your Rebel flag! (Fuck your rebel flag)

Fuck your Rebel flag! (Fuck your rebel flag)

Fuck a Rebel flag! (Fuck your rebel flag)

Been down south, you can't tell me

Hilbilly hilbilly hilbilly

Uncle Willy acting nilly

Old bitch cooking up vittles

Then fuck on the porch, playing a fiddle

You know I'd love to show you that ghetto style

Take you out back, throw you in the shit pile

Life of the inner city

I'd rip your ass, but you all shitty and funky

Like the pigs you eat

Pickin' that shit off them yellow feet

Don't stop to so much as cough

Or I'ma shoot ya in the back till your chest falls off

What you say ain't always hype

So I slap you in the face with a lead pipe

Teachin' kids what pops taught you

And he's a funky ass bigot too

Fell short of the due respect

Don't speak when I slap ya in your red neck

Fuck all that bullshit you're stuck on

Get back on your mule and get the fuck on

Don't look back or I'ma hit ya

Take that red neck bitch out with ya

Spit on your rebel rag, so fuck you and your rebel flag!

Wilber (I'ma cut his neck)

Hass (I'ma break his back)

Goober (I'ma stab his face)

Jed (I'ma slit his throat)

Wilber (I'ma cut his neck)

Hass (I'ma break his back)

Goober (I'ma stab his face)

Thelma-Lou (I'ma fuck her in her ass!)

Hill....

Hillbillies listening down south

Hillbillies listening down south

I'm up and I'm headin for the south

Fixin' to put a run of buck shot in your mouth

And blow the back of your fuckin' neck loose

Hillbillies run around like a headless goose

'Cause you tried burning down my cross

That's that ready racist hick named Hoss

You sleep in the barn and you fuck your horse

Brick to the head, put you back on course

Yeah, but you know I chill

'Cause 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 fuckin' horse

So put away your goddamn twine

See I'ma cut your pipe and take a little moonshine

Then drink it all up

Barrels to your face and blow your fuckin' head off

Keep on gunnin' 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' shit

And zip you up in a bag

And I'll shit on a mother fuckin' Rebel flag

Yeah, shit on a Rebel flag!

Fuck your Rebel flag! (Fuck your rebel flag)

Fuck your Rebel flag! (Fuck your rebel flag)

Fuck your Rebel flag! (It ain't shit!)

Fuck a Rebel flag! (Fuck your rebel flag)

Wilber (I'ma cut his neck)

Hass (I'ma break his back)

Goober (I'ma stab his face)

Jed (I'ma slit his throat)

Wilber (I'ma cut his neck)

Hass (I'ma break his back)

Goober (I'ma stab his face)

Thelma-Lou (I'ma fuck her in her ass!)

Wilber (I'ma cut his neck)

Hass (I'ma break his back)

Goober (I'ma stab that motherfucker in his bitch eye!)

• Artist:Insane Clown Posse
• Album:Carnival of Carnage