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Welcome everybody to the dirty, dirty South
Let me enlighten all y'all to what we're all about
Those dead crossed eyes so you better watch your mouth
The mojo's backing it and they're there without a doubt
Full of your rough they know to get it through your skull
They know that merciless brute force never get us no remorse
Crazy, day sick? Nothing but another wreck
Just begun now you're done, where you gonna hide and run
We are the skull-phucking, mother-fucking, trend-setting,
No regretting, gun packing, mouth smacking, southern fried
Original, mythical, fearless, and invincible
Now shout it out loud, here comes the infidels
Buddy in career two's next on the hitlist
'Bout to slaughter everyone, and won't leave a witness
Chatta yadda yadda wants to go and chita-chata
Kick it to the curb so it can watch the head splatter
We've been past born torn, word is born
Every verse is fixed parable, is not as incomparable
As tribal armada, all you fools say nada
The big tits and mafia that's who's stopping ya
Everybody listen, the mojo's a whizzin'
The system's broken, we have a motion?
So take a shot 'cause now it's on
The rest of y'all can help to rep(eat) or die
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