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letra de terror billy - jt machinima

[intro]
haha, now i know why you call yourselves the “master race”
’cause, d-mn you b-st-rds, can run like h-ll, hahaha!

[verse 1]
n-z-s must be m-s-ch-sts (why?), because they asked for this (oh)
i’m b.j. blazkowicz, the opposite of pacifist (wo)
i came to cleanse the planet of oppressive savages
the statue of liberty has the only -ss i’d kiss (d-mn)
i came to shake the game up, make the water choppy (wow)
first i need some wheels, man i’m feeling really wobbly (uuh)
but i’m rolling with the punches, just like my papa taught me
i’m like a new colossus: got up and started walking
somebody tell the führer to call off his paparazzi
we’re not big fans of propaganda, because we are not sheep (argh)
watch me drop each n-z- like an awfully hot pot of coffee
that’s a lot of blood for one body
if you got a problem, b-tch, then call mommy (aaa)
frau, help it’s terror-billy! that’s right i’ll scare ya, silly
a nation tainted with your hatred makes it very filthy (die)
aw sh-t, did i trigger you, bigot?
when i slit your neck open and let it spit like a spigot?

[pre-chorus 1]
i’ll plant this axe in your face, slash out your throat
bash in your skull, snap every bone
crackshot – your heads pop and explode
soaked in n-z- blood head to toe

[chorus 1]
i gotta believe in a world
where n-z-s are not on top
and the people are heard
call off this holocaust
do you remember when this torch was burning brighter?
must be a sign that now’s the time to stoke the fire

[verse 2]
i don’t know why you n-z-s rally behind this f-ckin’ blowfish
sit down and listen to this strictly clinical diagnosis
mr. hitler – a s-d-stic little rager (aah)
psychopathic, b-tchy narcissistic dictator (aaw)
disposition of a little child with belligerent behavior (ehehe)
but he’ll sh-t and p-ss himself before he gets me into danger
i got this toilet paper with some swastikas on ’em
so if you got to wipe your bottom – not a problem, i brought ’em
i can prescribe you cyanide, gotta swallow all of ’em
and if i knew adolf’s father, i would’ve bought his some condoms
oh thank god i’m not a chip off the block
’cause i’m not the man that my father was
my mama’s gone but not all is lost
i’m in a holocaust and it’s gotta stop
i don’t wanna, but if i gotta drop a bomb
i’ll do it, not a qualm
listen to my gritty-inner monologue
the new colossus has gotten up

[pre-chorus 2]
cannons ignite, melt down your skin
shatter your spine, ripped limb from limb
swallow your pride, might make you choke
you should get that milkshake to go

[chorus 2]
i want freedom
give me liberty or give me death, let’s get even
i’m in deep but i keep my head, and i’ll lead ’em
run on empty ’til the engine’s dead
i want – what
i said, i want – what
i said, i want – what
i said, i want freedom now

[verse 3]
mama told me, “grow up to be anything you want, kid.”
won’t become a racist motherf-cker like my pop did
i left for the army and i went to war undaunted
if you got a problem, make like a nuke and drop it
got a date with death, but d-mn, it’s made me all the wiser
turning dirty n-z- germans into fertilizer
any final words? every single time it’s “scheisse”
i don’t call it crime if you’re a hitler-sympathizer
try to put me down like a dog who got the rabies
soon you’ll see the animal if you go near my babies
call myself a gentleman, i’d never hit lady
general engel doesn’t count – that b-tch is f-cking crazy

- jt machinima

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