| Call me an outcasted member of society
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| Or whatever, but fuck MTV. |
| It’s how I feel
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| Fuck they panels and they whole comittee
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| I’m bringin' gats and ammo to Manhattan city
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| And fuck you ready-made radio DJs
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| Who have no control anyways
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| You’s a puppet. |
| Fuck it. |
| You’s a fuck puppet, a fuppet
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| So spin that playlist, eat a dick, and suck it
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| You know what? |
| Fuck a Chino XL
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| Even with this return diss, your shit won’t sell
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| It ain’t what you say; |
| it’s the fact you wack
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| Keep dreamin' to be where we at with these plaques
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| What happens? |
| These faggots with no real accomplishments
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| Forget that we with these chips
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| They on the front lawn, but we underground kings
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| So fuck what your American Idol sings
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| Truth is, we the most hated (And it keep us alive)
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| We love to be cremated (‘Cause it keep us alive)
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| Truth is, we the most hated (And it keep us alive)
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| We love to be cremated (‘Cause it keep us alive)
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| You know what, fuck the world. |
| I don’t care about war
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| Fuck everybody on the dance floor
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| And I hate Rolling Stone. |
| Fuck you and your own
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| I hope you and Spin both fuck each other off, gone
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| And fuck publicists, 'cause they scared of this shit
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| And all y’all labels be sucking our dick
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| Because you can’t even handle our very own genius
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| And half y’all interns be suckin' our penis
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| Truth is, we the shit whip diggity bomb
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| And will be until economy gone
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| Truth is, sometimes I hate that we famous
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| I always got hound dogs up in my anus
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| We up in these titty bars, mother fuckers starin' at us
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| Is it that we glarin' enormously?
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| Before me is a hound dog bitch
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| That’s about to get his bitch ass kicked, truthfully
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| In Hell, this one’s for us (This song is for us)
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| And as we burnin' up (This song is for us)
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| In Hell, this one’s for us (This song is for us)
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| And as we burnin' up (This song is for us)
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| Truth is, we never needed anybody
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| And the truth is, we never been afraid to get bloody
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| And we ain’t never been afraid to come out the house
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| With law suits and all straight blow out your mouths
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| And fuck all you gold-diggin' hooker-ass hoes
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| I’m a minute man because you ain’t worth two blows
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| You’s a penguin. |
| You need to get stabbed with an icicle
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| Evidence melts, and I’m nice to go
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| Fuck MTV television. |
| My vision is this:
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| Pistol grips all in your shit. |
| Think I’m playin'?
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| I dream about Molotovs up through your glass
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| And right up your bitch faggot ass
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| We the killer bad guys with them burnt up bridges
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| And still, ever year, see another seven digits
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| And we don’t need no god damn mother fuckin' anybody
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| Wicked Clowns stay nutty. |
| Why?
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| Truth is, we the most hated (And it keep us alive)
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| We love to be cremated (‘Cause it keep us alive)
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| Truth is, we the most hated (And it keep us alive)
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| We love to be cremated (‘Cause it keep us alive)
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| In Hell, this one’s for us (This song is for us)
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| And as we burnin' up (This song is for us)
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| In Hell, this one’s for us (This song is for us)
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| And as we burnin' up (This song is for us)
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| What you see in the Hollywood movie is a lie! |
| This is the truth,
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| and when you come to church, you should expect to hear the truth about every
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| subject, and tonight, you’re going to hear the truth about the sodomites.
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| That this is the truth about the sodomites. |
| Like, «Oh, we need to pray for him
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| that he finds Jesus.» |
| I’m gonna pray that he dies and goes to Hell.
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| I have no love, no love! |
| You say, «Well, I’m offended, I don’t wanna ever-»
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| Then get outta here! |
| Because, you know what? |
| You’re not welcome here.
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| Lose people? |
| I hope I lose people with this kind of preaching. |
| I hope I lose
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| all the freak pervert sympathizers. |
| Get outta here! |
| You’re destroying America!
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| And speaking of nuts, I have a nut here, okay? |
| And this is a bolt, okay?
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| So, listen. |
| This is what a normal person does, alright? |
| See, I got the bolt
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| right here to represent the male, right? |
| You got the nut right here to
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| represent the female, alright? |
| This is what normal people do, okay.
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| This is what- now let me show you what insanity says to do. |
| It doesn’t work,
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| stupid! |
| See, but, but, but people are crazy today! |
| And then there’s the,
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| the they, they say, «Oh, Pastor Anderson’s crazy.» |
| And one evil, |
| sick reprobate that none of the other kids will stand up to. |
| Kids do not have
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| the guts to stand up to reprobates. |
| I’ll stand up to ‘em, unlike most preachers
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| that are a «spiritual babe in Christ,» so they get bullied and picked on by the
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| fags. |
| You know what? |
| They don’t bully me. |
| Take me on! |
| Huh? |
| Bunch of filthy
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| sodomites and queers. |
| I’m the one who has the guts to preach against them!
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| And these other preachers need to man up and stand up and say, «Come on!
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| What are you gonna do about it, you big bully?» |
| And the reprobates are always
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| bullies, aren’t they? |
| They march down the street. |
| They shout their voice so
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| loud. |
| They’re such a small minority, but they’re always a minority,
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| and they’re always a bully, and they always want to cram it down everybody’s
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| throat! |
| Well, they’re not crammin' it down my throat! |
| You know what, I’m gla- a,
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| you know, I didn’t like goin' to seventh grade at that messed up school,
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| but in some ways, I’m glad I did, ‘cause it made me so mad that I’m still mad,
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| and I still hate their guts. |
| I still hate these reprobates! |
| I still hate these
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| sodomites! |
| I still hate these haters of God and these vile perverters of the
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| flesh, and I’ll stand up to ‘em, and I stood up to ‘em then, and I’m gonna
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| stand up to ‘em now, and we need some preachers that will stand up and say, «No!
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| No! |
| You’re not gonna back us down. |
| You’re not gonna tell us that we’re not
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| like Jesus, and that we’re not- You don’t even know Jesus! |
| We know Jesus!
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| We’re gonna tell you what Jesus is like!» |
| Because you know what?
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| They are compromising, and they are not standing for the word of God,
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| and they are tools of the media to brainwash you! |
| To brainwa- They are just
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| tools of the media to brainwash you! |
| And to lie to you and to deceive you!
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| My friend, but you’ve been deceived tonight; |
| you’ve been lied to,
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| and you don’t even know what the Bible says anymore. |
| ‘Cause you’re watchin' TV,
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| and you’ve been brainwashed. |
| The media has been brainwashing you week after
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| week and month after month and day after day to get you to think it’s all about
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| «Gay marriage, gay marriage, gay marriage, gay marriage. |
| Don’t let ‘em,
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| don’t let ‘em bake the cake. |
| Don’t bake the cake. |
| Don’t bake the cake.
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| Yeah, if they come, I can serve ‘em, yup. |
| I don’t wanna hurt their f- yeah,
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| but just, but just, just not the marriage, just don’t let ‘em get married.» |
| No!
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| Care if they get married, that’s not what the Bible says! |
| (Right!
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| ) The Bible does not say, «Don't hurt their feelings.» |
| The Bible calls them
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| beasts! |
| (Yeah! That’s right!) Turn, in your Bible, tonight, to 2 Peter chapter
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| 2. I’m sick of it! |
| Why don’t you get out of that stupid liberal church you’re
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| in and get into a leather lung, Bible-believing, King J Baptist church,
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| and it wouldn’t be a hard decision! |
| D- do you, Wh- Who thinks it’s a hard
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| decision if some faggot wants you to make ‘em a wedding cake? |
| And that’s
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| brainwashing you, my friends! |
| And you could say, «Well, she’s fighting the
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| battle in her own ways.» |
| She’s fighting nothing; |
| she’s a tool of the devil.
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| -ight once again. |
| Please help everyone who’s here not- |