{Get that soft shit outta here…..buzzz} {Hype you up like a mutha} HookZ I’m Blazin! Don’t let me fade away I’m lazy, waste my dayz away Contagious, Can’t Reverse the Pain Tomb Raider! Tomb Raider! Verse 1 (I mean.. It’s a verse I guess) Look up at the balcony, takin’ my time, Demons lookin’ down, sippin’ on cheap wine, Have you danced with the devil in the pale moon light? (well have you????) Strike a Match! Let it burn! Pyromania Life! {what a stupid line} {Interlude - So many motha fuckas} Verse TWO (the moose is coming) I was under the impression that you weren’t comin’ back, You got slapped last time you said the Earth was flat {as you should mutha fucka} How’d your mom get the nickname “Hips of Rage” *dies* Three, Two, One - BEAST MOOSE ENGAGE! *double dies*

Burn Down the South By George Slade Verse 1 Burn it down, Smoke it out, Don’t nobody need the south, About a million small towns that the world could do without, Born and raised in the place that made the KKK Still flyin’ rebel flags to represent our states No justice, No Peace, No early release, People dying on their knees next to crooked police, McMillian was innocent, still got death penalty, We’re just searchin’ for Mercy amidst this endless disease 2020, there’s still plenty people hatin’ on the many That look different, it’s ignorance, the hate down here’s indigenous If you wanna make a difference, strike a match and lose your grip, And let it fall into the pit, the world won’t miss this place a bit, Chorus Burn it down, Burn Down the South Verse 2 Where else in the world has caused so much distress? I feel ashamed when I gotta give out my mailing address, I wanna get out the south, come back and burn it all down, Start it over from scratch, don’t let those good ol’ boys back, Heaven forbid you’re not a heterosexual Southern Baptist White Male gone full evangelical They say stand for the flag, but fly the stars and bars If the country’s a face, then the south is the scar, We can’t just rearrange the room, we gotta cauterize the wound, Rain fire from the sky, Let ‘em burn, let ‘em die Let ‘em bleed, watch ‘em writhe, the truth I can’t deny, If the day ever arrives, we’re gonna light up the sky

"Raised In America" "Raised In America, kids don't have a chance when they're raised in America, Raised In America, look down at the world when you're raised in America, Raised In America, Slave to the dollar when you're raised in America, Raised in America, Something's got to give for the raised in America, And What can you say in America, When teenagers get hysteria, 'Cause the pastors at church give 'em gonorrhea Don't know if their classmates are carryin' Can they hold down a GPO Or will they get mowed down by the A K? Will they live long enough to graduate, When you need kevlar to get through the day They got snapchat, instagram, tik tok, got What's App Got self shots by naked girls, Got cyber bullies breaking all the rules STD's from group sex, suicides from group text Study groups for big tests get group rates for percosets Culture shocked and obsessed, over worked, over stressed Marketing overt sex, dulling their alertness, 5 year old's on adderall so doped up they can't read at all American dreams are the root cause, cause everybody wants it all Shopping malls with discounts, Gotta bling bling with my wrist out, Got to law a way at the checkout, Cause I can't afford this right now, Buy today, pay tomorrow, credit cards, beg and borrow Get the bill and I'm feelin' sorrow, Closet's full but I'm feelin' hollow, Modern times got us feelin' sick, Gotta talk to the therapist, Can't get in without full insurance, Marathons take less endurance, Grab the bottle, turn it up, Drink it straight from solo cups, Need the weed just to get to sleep, Been gave up on countin' sheep, Got newscasts in every ear, got anything you wanna hear Pick your channel, pick your poison, Choose your side, your path is chosen, They tell you what to think, they tell you what to say I hope we all wake up, before it's too late, Racist cops, beating kids, shooting up the innocent, In danger if you're not white, if you go out at night, Hell, they'll shoot you in daylight, plantin' evidence on site, Miss a month of work, still get paid, But in the ground is where their victims lay, At work snatched by ICE raids, Families forced to separate, Kids come up in the foster state, The cycle gets to reciprocate, We can spend a billion dollars just to build some missiles yall, But can't provide the things that kids and teachers need for school in fall, California to Mississippi, all the way up to New York City, All aboard if you're comin' with me, We're here to fight the hypocrisy, Fight for those that don't got a chance, Bang your head if you can't dance, Stand for those that can't stand, Kneel when they play the anthem,"

If god Exist By George Slade Verse 1 If god exists then I really don’t care, What the hell has he done for the people down here, You want me to worship, when the world is horse shit, I wish god’s mom had got an abortion, Blood on your knees from giving up offers, All that prayer ain’t stopping the slaughter, Sunday school, white shirts and collars, Preachers PREY on sons and daughters Pre Chorus From the day I was born I was told to believe, And let the savior come into me, But a girl is evil for contraception, While rapist preachers go to heaven? Chorus If God Exist… Verse 2 They tell you to pray if you get locked up, They tell you to pray when you get knocked up, They tell you to pray when you get shot up, Ain’t one time has god showed up, Holocaust? He didn’t show up, Columbine? He didn’t show up, Sandy Hook? He didn’t show up, Ain’t one time has god showed up, Verse 3 If god exist you can keep him, I don’t want nothin’ to do with the preachin’, Tired of hearin’ how I need to be Christian, When it’s all one big oppressive system, When your faith is based in misogyny And you’re savin’ face with dishonesty, Can you even practice what you preach, When the truth isn’t even what you seek,

You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, rock & roll silhouette Rock me til I’m soakin’ wet, rock me til there’s nothin’ left Even in the bedroom, gotta keep me in tune, Always putting on a show, start me up and watch me go, Gotta crash and burn ‘cause there ain’t no other way to be, You only lift once, after that you’re just a memory, Take it to the limit, leave ‘em chokin’ on your dust, Take me to another level and don’t ever let it up, Take me to the top, make it drop, don’t stop Crash & Burn! Thigh high definition, HD live it up, Back it up, press play, Cause I never get enough, Take me to another level when you take me on the run, You know life without pain is a life without fun, Do or die, hit ‘em high, never let ‘em see ya sweat, You may think you seen it all, but you ain’t seen nothin’ yet, It’s like left right left, cadence keep em in step March forward to the fight until there ain’t nodoby left Shots fall from the wall, rain of fire, kill ‘em all, So I’m gonna keep it up until the tombstone calls

Verse Uno (you didn’t) Rich people, rich people, who'd you buy today? Say! HOw much did you pay? How many lies you give away? Rich people, rich people, wonder how you taste Better with some salt & Pepper or a dash of mayonnaise I can’t believe it’s not butter, you’re a greasy mother fucker Eat the rich for lunch and supper, ate your tongue and now you stutter You play with lives like kids with toys, we’ll treat you like some Chips A Hoy Crack your nuts like almond joy, and feed you the girls and boys Your meats are sweet like Tasty Treats, Your bones are home in my calzones Had to grind them down to paste, like Frosted Flakes, They’re Greeeaaat! To feed the poor, let’s eat the rich, then listerine and swish and spit, Take your turn and feel the burn, your time is up, our time has come Hook Eat the Rich and Shit them Out Your Bowels (like you do) We say fuck the one percent, you can't buy your way out of this torment we'll fill your shoes up with cement and marinade you in a saltwater trench You think that's slightly demented, wait til you're good and fermented, We'll mix you up in bloody marys, blood pudding and rum cherry Rich Bitch Bridge Who's got the blackest card in your limousine? Who's got the sexiest locked up teens? Who's got the biggest lake on their yacht? Who purchased every thing that couldn't be bought? Rosemary, baby and sprig of thyme, we'll turn you into gravy for your crimes Poured on a flambe of your peers, while G and I sit back drinking beers Verse2222222222 What's a donation? What's the situation? Oh you need to look good in front of the nation? No hush money's gonna shut this down, toss you in a wood chipper, drag it downtown Makin' it rain on your little empire You'll know pain at our rich bitch fry up Barbecue heiress, they got that in Paris? I like mine all bloody and rare with C.E.O Gratin, and loaded mash tastes pretty rotten, like corned beef and cash Wealthy spread for a gilded palette gotta stay healthy with a fruitful salad fear battered fingers and whipping sauce You tell me who's the big bad boss? Shrimp and grits with your little shrimp dicks fed it to the dogs but it was too fuckin' rich

“My Country” “Let freedom ring, every body sing, We ain’t takin’ nothin’ from the GOP, You wanna save the world? Start packin’ the heat, Leave Mitch McConnel face down in the streets March, march, fight, fight, Take back the day, take back the night We don’t have a choice, we must resist, And god won’t do shit ‘cause he doesn’t exist My country tis of thee, land of evil hypocrisy, From sea to shining sea, we handle our problems violently, Children of America, children of the world, All the little boys, all the little girls, Who’s gonna save ‘em all from the perverts When pastors are knockin’ up teens at church Rich gettin’ richer, churches gettin’ bigger, Starvation in the streets, who’s the real sinner? Catch me in studio, catch me with a glock, Cleaning out the congregation, pop pop pop Blow up an abortion clinic, call it pro life, Grown men beatin on their children and their wife, Wife strikes back goes to jail for life, In the USA that’s what we call equal rights, In the USA we point to stars and stripes, But girls at 12 already scarred for life, I’m hearin’ feminism makes a hateful group, Well if that’s true I guess I’m hateful too”

“Proud of My Sin” “Proud of my sin / I’ll do it again / Back in the game / I’m in it to win Proud of my sin / I’ll do it again / Headed to the bottom, and the bottom’s where I’ve been You could say I sin a lot / Vodka shots and lots of pot Listened to a lot of rock / Heavy metal and hip hop Def Leppard and Iggy Pop Odds are that I’ll never stop / Blasphemy’s my favorite sin / Can’t wait to do it again You know, I know, they know, that we know They they all did the same thing back when they were our age, Back inside the stone age Granny wore that tight thong So don’t judge me like I’m wrong You could say I’ve sinned a lot Coveted my neighbor’s watch / Lied my ass off to the cops Ran red lights when I was drunk / Headed home from the strip club Can’t say I’m proud of all of ‘em But mostly sins are a lot of fun!”

“Gingerbread Man” “Shadows come, shadows go, something lurks in my window Casting shadows on the wall, Will it catch me when I fall, Evil’s on the move tonight, It may be wrong, it may be right, Feel his breath blow on my back, Hear the growl when he attacks, Tear the flesh, break the skin, Pay the price for all my sins, End my life with a single bite, My soul is on its own tonight, Catch me, Catch me, if you can, Can’t catch me I’m the Gingerbread Man, Break your fingers from your hands, Spill your blood into the sands, Lock and Load, Take a stand Die anyway, I’m the Gingerbrea Man Across the barren desert sands, hunting for the innocent, Taking shape with every kill, bathing in the blood it spills Watch the crowd march by my porch, Join the mob and grab a torch, Meet the monster head to head, When morning comes we might be dead, No one’s left to tell the tale, how we fought, how we fell, Write your own story tonight, You can’t win, but you must fight”

V1 so many artists have meant something to me they're added everyday hard to categorize and name em love The Beatles and Zeppelin and GNR Cypress Hill and Snoop took me in another direction somehow Outkast, Biggie came along Metallica and NOFX and Jimi Hendrix, Tom Petty no Milli Vanilli Busta and Em I even like a little 50 Then you got Madvillian DOOM and Madlib fuckin killin toppin it all off with some J. Dilla Nirvana, Incubus, and Sloan Mother Love Bone Bring in Alice In Chains to Protect the Throne don't forget Ghost, Gza, and Meth Black Thought and Royce with the bars that make you def Kanye told us he's about to make a killing and never forget that Wu-Tang is for the children Hook Drop D & an 808, little heavy metal bit of Doctor Dre, Grew up on Bone Thugs N Harmony, Korn came along and change it all for me drop d and 808 mix a little Tool with some RTJ A Tribe Called Quest with a dabble of Rage deftones kickin it with Kendrick and J V2 Drop D and an 808, My mind goes off like it’s MIA, I get lost in the sounds they make, Straight vibin’ on rhythm and rage, Jammin’ Def Leppard sittin’ back in my pj’s 10 years old rockin’ Photograph all day Tag Team came along, way before cell phones Whoomp, there it is, got hooked on a rap song Stepped into Disc Jockey, lookin’ for a CD Picked up Art of War by Bones Thugs N Harmony Played both discs ‘til they wouldn’t play no more, Went back to the store, picked up two more, Thought I knew rock, from what came before ‘Til the day I head my first Drop D Chord It was Marilyn Manson and the beautiful people It was all relative to the size of your steeple,