Wigga
White boy, why you wanna say sup?
Why you braggin' like you bust shit up?
Jump, jump, jump around shake that booty, get down
White dude's can't jump or dance
Especially when their butt is hanging out of their pants
Now what the hell is that all about?
Here's a big boot to your ass hanging out!
So you think you're a gangsta more like a white suburban pranksta
Tagging up the walls, hanging with the homies
Now you think you're a hoodie
You saw Colors and you got a woody
Then thought up the master plan
Gonna write a rap song and sell it to the white man
I remember when phat was spelled with an F
I remember if you couldn't hear you were deaf
I remember when you were where you were from
And not what you saw on the television, son
Wigga, wigga - white boy
Wigga, wigga - gangsta wannabe
Wigga, wigga - white boy
Your pants are falling down could you find them any bigger?
All the wiggas in the house say sup sup!
Will the wiggas in the house stand up white boy
Please stand up, please stand up pull your pants up, will you pull your pants up
Bustin out your funky fresh Tommy's
Looking real dip in the hood, thanks to mommy
Pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked
Pull your hood up, boy you look stupid
You want that rap look so you duped, you duped it
You want that rap sound so you looped it, you looped it
Pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked
Pull your hood up, boy you look stupid
White boy, can't you find the beat you ain't street, you're trippin on your own feet
Pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked pull your hood up, boy you look stupid!
So you wanna live large drive fancy cars and hang around with pop stars
Pull your hood up - pull your hood up
Red, White & Screwed
I've always lived the American way, the way I want to live and it’s here to stay
Got me my dogs and my BBQ if you are gonna fuck with me you are through
I'm a proud Republican a big white loud American
Got me some John Wayne flicks where he kills the bad guy and fucks his chick
I live the American dream although what I'm paying is fucking obscene
I have the freedom that I deserve a freedom that I preserve
So what else about me can be said?
You fuck with me you get a boot to the head.
You've been given the choice to make
Roll the fucking dice and I’ll seal your fate
Freedom ain't free cause you think it should be
It cost a lot more than you want to pay
Sometimes you're lucky that you have a say.
The Red, Blood Shed- White for purity
True Blue stand true RED, WHITE and SCREWED.
I've always lived the American way, the way I want to live and it’s here to stay
Got me my dogs and my BBQ if you are gonna fuck with me you are through
I'm a proud Republican a big white loud American
Got me the stars and strips flying proud throughout the night
Where the hell is the American dream I see advertised on my TV
4 payments of a buck of 5 that's not too much to keep freedom alive
Freedom ain't free cause you think it should be
It cost a lot more than you want to pay
Sometimes you're lucky that you have a say.
The Red, Blood Shed- White for purity
True Blue stand true RED, WHITE and SCREWED.
Freedom ain't free it takes alot to want to be free
It' cost alot to want to be free you fight a lot to want to be free
It takes a fight to live to be free
Aren't You Hungry
Sitting in my kitchen stuffed from having ate
What should I do now with what's left on my plate
Maybe I should save it but now I got the cash
Think I'll take the easy way and throw it in the trash
U.S.A. for Africa what a fucking scam
Charity begins at home what about our land
America has it's own problems that's what should come first
So fuck those nigger's charity and let them die of thirst
Aren't you hungry aren't you hungry
U.S.A. for U.S.A. that's what I'd like to see
But sympathetic assholes send it all to their own countries
They want the food to grow on what they call homeland
But don't you know you can't grow anything in sand
Aren't you hungry aren't you hungry
I think of people starving but do you think I care
Let them all die hungry so I can breathe their air
Sitting in my kitchen stuffed from having ate
What should I do now with what's left on my plate
Spandex Enormity/Hippypottomus
Waiting here on line suddenly from behind
She's still a block away why'd it have to be today
Now what do I see she recognizes me
She hugs and squeezes me she's the Spandex Enormity
She's so sweet when she's yanking on my meat
Then she yells is this trick or treat
It's too late she asks me for a date
Before I'd fuck I'd rather masturbate
Spandex, Spandex Enormity
A beast sent from Hell to plague me with misery
What a fucking beast her ass alone would be a feast
And her love drippings contained a stench of rotted yeast
The show must go on it's the end of me
Taking up the whole front row it's the Spandex Enormity
She's so sweet when she's yanking on my meat
Then she yells is this trick or treat
It's too late she asks me for a date
Before I'd fuck I'd rather masturbate
Spandex, Spandex Enormity
A beast sent from hell to plague me with misery
As we were walking off stage you're waiting to come back she's got a backstage pass
I hide my head the sight of you I dread her chubby little fingers grab my ass
Don't talk to me, talk to Nick, talk to Nick why does it always have to be me
You fucking fat bitch I've had enough of you take your blubber buns and leave
She left here in tears followed by her rear I could not help she's fat
She's so sweet when she's yanking on my meat
Then she yells is this trick or treat
It's too late she asks me for a date
Before I'd fuck I'd rather masturbate
Spandex, Spandex Enormity
A beast sent from Hell to plague me with misery
Chubby chick you look hip when you dress up in tie die so now what will you do that Jerry's dead.
Will you finally wash your hair and join the real world or wait for Bob Weir to tour instead.
Everybody peace out and look at the cool clouds granola parades, make up your weekend.
Taking acid, eating your tofu wearing sandals keeps you down to earth.
When in reality, it's gravity versus girth.
Miss Hippypottomus it's 1996 you gotta work to live you just can't enjoy the trip
Miss Hippypottomus. I really think that Jerry was ultra cool but unlike you he's dead now
Who's the fucking fool.
Thrash Or Be Thrashed/Hardcore Harry
I've seen enough I just can't take it
Why don't you mosh or have an epileptic fit
You stand there like you're at a parade call this your scene
But you're the one who betrayed
Got your feet glued to the floor
Just there and thrashed some more
You're the fuckup, a dick to the extreme
It's people like you who make me want to scream
Thrash or be thrashed
Talk about Unity,
Unity and hardcore brother pride
Talk about solidarity, cash in on it and take it for a ride.
Hold another benefit for some unworthy cause
Sit around and remise your never kept it real, you just kept it all.
Never gave a shit about anyone just their cash
You were never down with the real-
you just figured it was better than smoking crack
You must walk around and laugh at all the fools you fucked
From the start I saw your heart. I bled or the scene- you tore it apart.
You better believe it mother fucker
Sit around and reminisce of old school days and hardcore shows
Ignorance is truly bliss- Hardcore Harry fooled them all
You Fuckin Hard-core Hypocrite,
Fuck your Hard-core Mini mall
Keep it real? you keep it all!
Hardcore Harry's fooled them all.
You are a never was and surely never been
Bootleg everyone and never pay the bands
You can never try to make me comprehend
How you pass yourself off to be a friend
Who the fuck you kidding - Not me
I ain't buying what your selling- Not me
You call me the hardcore devil- I am
But I’ve always honored my friends
Goddess / Devil
I‘d never knew love until the knight that I met you
Goddess/Devil
I never knew love could hurt like an open wound
Goddess/Devil
I swore I’d be yours until the end of the world
Goddess/Devil
I swore to god it was real love he’d watch it unfurl
Goddess /Devil
Now I see our love was a disease that was not meant to exist at all.
Our true love had it all
Goddess/Devil, she’s my goddess he’s my devil.
I smell the love coming off of you - I start to melt from your perfume
Were gonna take a trip to just me and you a share a love for two
I remember the look, look in your eyes,
My honey pie right then and there it was okay to die, to die - I wanted to die.
We were in a world that was only filled with a love that we both shared
Only heaven and god witnessed our love and sin - but we didn’t care
That’s the story of the jilted lovers. They loved each other and no other.
They died for love
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