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letra de southern comfort - blood of abraham

[intro]
who that was
who that was makin’ all that fuss? (x3)

in my opinion zionist jew is pure evil

[verse1]
i’m the worst at the top on the scale when it comes to race
the shade of my eye, the complexion of my face
i get straight lit when i interject
they get my mic as i got glass, i’ll take a sip
swing on a string for my neck noose
got you all caught up in a pant poose
no, it’s not a juice deuce, ain’t no steps to a juice deuce
i make you flip and flop like a spruce goose
well, i got some good news and i got some bad
it ain’t no raffling, nor a monstеr truck drag race
so face the facts if you know how to act, man
pull up your pants causе you’ll see your b-tt cracks
in that big silver belt buckle, zip
you better not put a f-ck up
because your luck’s up, you got tossed at a truck stop
mopped and slopped on swine
kick to the f&i
walkin’ a straight line
masquerades are over in october
red rover, red rover, send redneck right over
ka-blam! ka-blam!
red rover, red rover, send redneck right over
ka-blam! ka-blam!
[chorus]
who that was makin’ all that fuss?
red rover, red rover, send the redneck right over
who that was makin’ all that fuss?
red rover, red rover, send the redneck right over

[verse2]
yo i wish the rednecks who buy hip-hop
sit on the bus stop taking sun drops
waitin’ for the bus to come around
our way, blood brother, benyard, mazik
we’ll say what they gotta say, what they gotta do?
gotta have a chat with the boss
who? the redneck crew
you know who you are
the pickup is your car
you thinkin’ you’re the man?
cause you gotta wrestle right behind the neck, bro
while you chew and score, smoke a bowl
a big bowl, to be exact
chewin’ kodiak will give you lip cancer
your farm went under, so me, you try to find
the motherf-ckin’ redneck, rebel flag-wavin’ b-st-rd
some other lifetime, you coulda been a looser hazard
pick a righteous way, it’s like a crusade
the blood ain’t down with pagan, we produce it
so we stop insemination in the heartland of the nation
stop insemination in the heartland of the nation
do a trickle, now i got you in a fickle
and it won’t stop, sh-t, i see no sign of passin’ over
red rover, red rover, send redneck right over
ka-blam! ka-blam!
red rover, red rover, send redneck right over
ka-blam! ka-blam!
[chorus]
who that was makin’ all that fuss?
red rover, red rover, send the redneck right over (x4)

[verse3]
jump into the hop, skip, and then jump to grab a pub
but i ain’t the type of joker, get a lump in my throat
so i cope with it, the only way i can
i never turn a cheek, and then my fist hit the fan
couldn’t give a f-ck about a farmer’s ham, that’s a plain old race
so i just cut to the chase

the first you boy said: “yeah, goldberg. greenberg. iceberg. what the h-ll are they?”

ha ha h-ll, you know i wear the models down
for my baggy pants, but my stance is definitely universal
but i give exception to curse you all
by the way, the god you pray to
is a black jew, is a black jew
yeah, consider me the type of guy you wanna bet
i got a hot head, takin’ out in bread, jet
in the south where he was, i think
i seen him in the north last
takin’ him out to f-ck a sin
now i gotta fast and fast
for days, no f-ckin’ water
yeah, farmers are the gettin’ done from behind
with the pickets from a china set
stop this crazy music, stop it
but nick gotta have it
comin’ off like billy babbitt
interferin’ with my sp-ce, your sh-t is never sober
redneck, it’s over, it’s over
[outro]
who that was makin’ all that fuss?
red rover, red rover, send the redneck right over (x6)

- blood of abraham

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