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Opposite of Being-a-C*nt

  1. Fresh kid M, fresh kid A, fresh kid R, fresh kid X (oh yeah we back)
  2. (Oh yeah and Engels by the way)
  3. Yeah
  4. Commie Gang
  5. And we pretty much a state thing, can we hear your new song please? I got you
  6.  
  7. Yo, I once was a kid all I had was a dream,
  8. No money, no problems, our state we would deconstruct,
  9. Now I’m broke, smoke dope, There’s no hope,
  10. With that harsh mean green, choking me like society does.
  11. Yo, I once was a kid, with the crackers I lived with
  12. Now the sun is my shiv, and my radio comes silenced up.
  13. Tell Engels I’m sorry
  14. His values depart me
  15.  
  16. Remember you was a kid,
  17. Reminisce, days of the innocence.
  18. Anarchism on my pages dimly lit,
  19. Follow me, follow whom? Kill your leaders
  20. Superstructure re adjusted to accommodate our features,
  21. I remember I was younger as a kid born to distress,
  22. But as a privileged whitey I was still born blessed,
  23. Minority? likelihood I would have met stress,
  24. Entombed within the womb, to consume until death.
  25. I can make these money money pigs sque al,
  26. For the youth of today are not your ve al,
  27. Meal for the overlords and all their Se als
  28. A Seaworld fiasco, with no media reve al.
  29. The dope I slang, didn’t rise up from East,
  30. The Kung Fu I contain, Confucius didn’t teach,
  31. The message I refrain from spouting as I preach,
  32. Is something you’ll obtain, when you climb up from the beach.
  33.  
  34. Yo, I once was a kid all I had was a dream,
  35. No money, no problems, our state we would deconstruct,
  36. Now I’m broke, smoke dope, There’s no hope,
  37. With that harsh mean green, choking me like society does.
  38. Yo, I once was a kid, with the crackers I lived with
  39. Now the sun is my shiv, and my radio comes silenced up.
  40. Tell Engels I’m sorry
  41. His values depart me
  42. And the Proles are doped up.
  43.  
  44. Can I please get a little bit of knowledge?
  45. Let people hit the books with no desire for cash haulage.
  46. A slave’s gratitude expected by our upper tier,
  47. Caste system’s slogan ‘We’re not the ones to fear,
  48. Hate the immigrants, the one’s who despise our leer.'
  49. It’s so queer, we hate our fellow Proles here.
  50. And as the UKIPS rise all the ejit’s feel safe
  51. Armed with ignorance, racism and love for liebenspace.
  52. State born sheeple feel a need to embrace
  53. ‘Authoritive Liberalism, the new way to cleanse Race’.
  54. And this is why our country, is now stagnating
  55. growing right's of State leaves disarray, and business ‘bating,
  56. Miscreating a sitch within which our rights deflating,
  57. Even soapbox prophets in picket lines demonstrating.
  58. But don’t worry 'cause if you kill, disgrace or bait a foreign,
  59. You'll feel bare productive in our gritty, shitty, vicious warren.
  60.  
  61. Yo, I once was a kid all I had was a dream,
  62. No money, no problems, our state we would deconstruct,
  63. Now I’m broke, smoke dope, There’s no hope,
  64. With that harsh mean green, choking me like society does.
  65. Yo, I once was a kid, with the crackers I lived with
  66. Now the sun is my shiv, and my radio comes silenced up
  67. Tell Engels I’m sorry
  68. His values depart me
  69. And the Proles are doped up.

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