Insane Clown Posse Your Rebel Flag Lyrics

Stop the bus, Violent J comes out
Barrels to your chest and blow your lungs out
Mother f___er f___in hick
I kick ya in the mouth
Sew your f___in' lips up
You swallow them teeth when I do
And me and my boys'll run a train on your Thelma Lou
Then break her f___in back
g______ biggots ain't all that
So I'ma cut your brain out
Reach in and pull your spine out
Welcome to the Carnival show
Your invited, you and your b____ Flo
And the wicked clowns gonna check
Cut your legs off and and if you crawl back
Don't step to the city folk- b____ that's why you got your t__ties broke
So get back on your ardvark
Don't let me see a biggot commin' through Clark Park
Cut his neck with my good blade
34 years old, still in the third grade
Yes, pickin' on others--Look at your hootinanny a__ mother f___er
And your billy b____
Hey---f___ both ya'll ...
And your Rebel flag

CHORUS 1:
f___ your Rebel flag! (f___ your Rebel flag)
f___ your Rebel flag! (f___ your Rebel flag)-(f___ your Rebel Flag!)
f___ your Rebel flag! (f___ your Rebel flag)
f___ a Rebel flag! (f___ your Rebel flag)

Been down south, you can't tell me
Hill billy hill billy hill billy
Uncle w____ acting nilly
Old b____ cooking up vittles
Then f___ on the porch, playing a fiddle
You know I'd love to show you that ghetto style
Take you out back, throw you in a s___ pile
Life in the inner city
I'd rip your a__, but you all s___ty and funky
Like the pigs you eat
Pickin' that s___ off them yellow feet
Don't stop to so much as cough
Or I'ma shoot ya in the back till your chest falls off
What you say ain't always hype
So I slap you in the face with a lead pipe
Teachin kids what pops taught you
And he's a funky a__ biggot too
Fell short of the due respect
Don't speak when I slap ya in your red neck
f___ all that bullshit you stuck on
Get back on your mule and get the f___ on
Don't look back or I'ma hit ya
Take that red neck b____ out with ya
Spit on your Rebel rag, so f___ you and your Rebel flag!

CHORUS 2:
Wilber (I'ma cut his neck)
Hass (I'ma break his back)
Goober (I'ma stab his face)
Jed (I'ma slit his throat)
Wilber (I'ma cut his neck)
Hass (I'ma break his back)
Goober (I'ma stab his face)
Thelma Lou (I'ma f___ her in her a__!)

Hill....
Hill billies listening down south
Hill billies listening down south
I'm up and I'm headin for the south
Fixin to put a run of buck shot in your mouth
And blow the back of your f___in neck loose
Hill billies run around like a headless goose
Cuz you tried burning down my cross
Thats way racist hatin and hass
You sleep in the barn and you f___ your horse
Brick to the head, put you back on corse
Yeah----But you know I chill
Cuz if I don't flex on you the others will
Straight folks in the south won't have it
They put a rind in your racist a__ quick
The cool in the south team up with the north
And blow that biggot off his f___ing horse
So put away your g______ twan
See I'ma cut your pipe and take a little moonshine
Then drink it all up
Barrels to your face and blow your f___in head off
Keep on gunnin' cuz of what they said
Punk, I'll put a slug in your bald head
Scalp a skinhead quick
And your greasy-a__ triple clan and s___
And zip you up in a bag
And I'll s___ on a mother f___in Rebel flag
Yeah s___ on a Rebel flag!!

CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2