There are no words to this one...
But if there WERE...
It'd go something like this:
Fuck George Bush!
He is a Dummy!
And, also, an Evil Mastermind!

I gots the best raps,
So massuh gives me the best scraps,
and if, for a second, I falls back -
I'm just replaced with the next
Uncle Tom Rapper.

I gots the best raps,
So massuh gives me the best scraps,
and massuh's got his thumb up my ass
he be using me like a finger-puppet.

If you're white,
and black marketing-gimmicks
are your false-idols,
let me hear you say,
"Raise the Roof!"
"Whoomp - there it is!"
"Wassup?" "Not Much"
"Crank dat soulja boy!"
"Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! "
"All praise be to mufuckin' Jesus!"
"Jesus was black!"

"(Vote) Obama!,
(Vote) Obama!,
(Vote) Obama!"

What could go wrong
Praying to The Gods of Algebra?

I pray, now, to the algebraic gods;
and they tell me, that the enemy, of my enemy, is my friend;
So I give weapons of mass-destruction,
to Saddam Hussein;
and he kills countless Iranians,
in the Algebra Gods' name.

What could go wrong,
Praying to The Gods of Algebra?

I pray, now, to the algebraic gods;
and they tell me, that the enemy, of my enemy, is my friend;
so I train Osama Bin Laden,
to attck my enemies for me.
I train Osama Bin Laden,
to attack the filthy commies for me

What could go wrong,
Praying to The Gods of Algebra?

I contrive, now, an algebraic policy,
to empower whoever hates those who hate me

What could go wrong,
Inclining to the gods of algebra?

What could go wrong,
funding terrorists who serve my purposes?

What could go wrong,
funding the genocide, of the infidels to corporatism?
What could go wrong,
funding the genocide, of the infidels to capitalism?
What could go wrong,
funding the genocide, of the infidels to Zionism?

I pray, now, to the algebraic gods;
and they tell me, that the enemy, of my enemy, is my friend;
...so I turn a blind eye, to the crimes of Pakistan
I turn a blind eye, to the crimes of China
I turn a blind eye, to the crimes of Israel
I turn a blind eye, to the crimes of the "freest nation on earth"

What could go wrong?

I am going to provide you with a job,
by pointing my half-thumb at you.
I am going to allow you,
to keep side-walks clean,
out in front of rich people's houses.
I am providing you with a job,
by pointing my half-thumb at you.

I am going to provide you with an education,
by pointing my half-thumb at you.
Your education is that you should stay narrowly focused,
on the idea that the "Bush Administration" is the root problem.
I am providing you with an education,
by pointing my half-thumb at you.

I am going to provide you with a history lesson,
by pointing my half-thumb at you.
The "Founding-Fathers" were good men.
No, scratch that - they were GREAT men.
...they liked to fuck their slaves.

Pick your head up,
look around, and be disgusted:

Mindless Fucking Drones,
Mindless Fucking Clones,
Their Minds are not their own...

I'm a "Patriot".
And, by that, I mean:
I'm more than willing to buy shit I don't need,
from people who will be there for me,
as long as I keep buying shit I don't need...

Mind-less Women,
and Spine-less Men,
are "Good for the Economy"

Dog Cock!
Dog Cock!
Dog Cock!
Dog Cock!
Dog Cock!
...and so forth.

Oooo Gurl!
You got that Bomb-Ass Colostomy-Bag!
I just wanna take a sip, Gurl!
You know how we do,
when we drinks the doo-doo!

Bitch,
who are you, to tell me,
that I can't bathe in my own feces!?

Violence against women,
is the greatest invention,
of all time!

There's no better feeling,
no better place,
than being fist-deep,
in a woman's face!

Take a man
add a woman
check in, now and again,
to see how it's working;

Take a groom,
fake a prize,
put them together,
...and you get half a person.

Effectively,
you halve your rights,
and double your responsibilites;

That's nothing,
that any sane person,
Would seek!

Don't get married

Marriage is for suckers!

Our Culture is obsessed with self-worship.

So our culture is obsessed with masturbation.

But, since our culture so represses sexuality,
our culture masturbates through music.

That is why
nearly all of the popular music
in our culture
is soul-less.

The world is not "Run by C-Students".
The world is run by A-Students,
who employ, as figured-head scapegoats,
the most articulate, least-principled C-Students.

The Founding fathers,
were the wisest of men.
So wise were they,
that they did rape their slaves.
And that's saying a lot:
Says that they forced their cock,
into quite a few unwilling twats.
Oh say, does that star spangled banner yet wave,
o'er the land of the thieves,
and the home of the slaves?

I can't wait,
until I'm home from this job I hate.
I can't wait,
to see tonight's episode of,
"Scowling, frustrated women, talking fast and frantic,
at patient, sensitive social-eunuchs,
who have strong jaws, and weak eyes.

I want that old black-face minstrel show,
with an all-new, menstruation-friendly flow.
I want prime-time T.V.

I want shiny painted vaginas,
wearing this season's finest wigs.
I want loud, random explosions that are big.

Prime-Time T.V.,
envelop me,
in that old distracting glow,
infuse, in me, self-indulgent apathy,
I pledge allegiance to my preferences,
and the socially-engineered impulses that govern those preferences.

Up next, on prime-time t.v.:
Painted Vaginas.
Followed by: Big Explosions.
Followed by: Tragic Deaths.
Followed by: Intriguing Deaths.
Followed by: Further Distraction.

I want prime-time T.V.

I went into a pet-store.
There was a boxer, in a glass case.
It was the most adorable misery you ever saw!

I watched the mindless drones,
with blonde and black streaks,
use one arm to hold the plaful pup back,
jaw slack.

She saw me watching her,
and thought that I wanted to fuck her...
But all I was thinking was:
MUST CLEAN GLASS, MUST CLEAN GLASS, MUST CLEAN GLASS
... SO SELL DOG.

...it was the most adorable misery you've ever seen!

When it comes to humility,
you ain't go shit on my.

So I say:
Praise God!
for answering my selfish prayers,
while children, everywhere,
are dying of hunger and preventable disease,
Praise God!
for answering my selfish prayers!

Your God has Big-Ass Tits.

The Benefit,
of having a God,
who's a big-ass bitch,
is that your God,
with have big-ass tits!

Your God has big-ass tits.
Because your God is a big-ass bitch.

Jesus is,
a mental-laxative,
and a sadist.

Well, he walked on the water,
and he raised up the dead,
and we tell all the children,
that he died for our sins.

But something's gone wrong -
this world's in a mess.
Jesus is coming,
inside of your kids.

"Jesus" is the right one
and "Satan" is the left one.

I named my testicles, the other day...

If it were up to me,
your god would be out of a job.
So with all the problems in the world,
my role is to have "faith"?
"Faith" that somewhere,
there's a glowing guy,
who could fix all the problems of the world... but chooses not to.

Well, if it were up to me,
your god would be out of a job.

God made the Jews his master race;
but then he made the Mormons "Delightsome".
I'll tell you what I think of your god:
I wish your faggot-ass god,
would make up his faggot-ass mind.

And if it were up to me,
your god would be out of a job.

Timothy McVeigh,
was an "All-American" hero,
fighting the good fight,
bombing women and children.

Osama Bin Laden,
is an "All-American" hero,
fighting the good fight,
killing innocent civilians.

Jeffrey Dahmer,
was an "All-American" hero,
being homosexual,
and eating human flesh.

Nikki Catsouras,
was an "All-American" hero,
fighting the good fight,
Suicide-Bombing a toll-booth.

Cho Seung Hui,
was an "All-American" hero,
fighting the good fight,
choicing his 32 fetuses.

Thomas Jefferson,
was an "All-American" hero,
was an "All-American" hero,
fucking his slaves,
and cumming inside of them.

George Bush,
is an "All-American" hero,
helping so many to pretend,
that they know who pulls the strings.

I pledge allegiance to the flag,
I pledge my loyalty to a piece of cloth,
one nation, under smog,
with just enough sunlight to keep the cogs alive.

I am an "All-American" hero,
fighting the good fight,
and butt-fucking your deity.

Live it up kid.
Take it from me:
Be as care-free
as you can be

Because, soon enough,
nobody's going to give a fuck,
whether you're happy

I was, once, as child like you;
back then, I had dreams too.
Take it from me:
Don't look forward,
don't wait, to be happy,
your and my future is the same:
Soon enough,
no one will care about you.
So live it up.
Live it up, kid.
Live it up...

She wakes up in the morning,
rises before the sun,
and the first thing that she does,
is puts on her painted burka.
She knows that it is quite a disgrace,
for the world to see her actual face,
so before she resumes the rat-race,
she puts on her painted burka.

The Land of the Free,
where men are created equally,
and where a woman's face,
should never see the light of day.
The Land of the Free,
where men are created equally,
and where a woman's face,
should never see the sun-
a painted burka for every woman!

Your face disgusts me,
so please "fuel the economy",
by purchasing products which meticulously,
mask what you look like...

Dating is an Art:
Dating is the Art of paying for a woman's time.

Patience is a Science:
Patience is the Science of playing
like you're not paying for her pussy.

Dating is an Art.
Patience is a Science.

Lyrics Coming Soon.

Insecure social-whore, body is a billboard,
to raise the bar of self-disgust, just a little more.

Self-Disgust is "Good for the Economy".

Protect Innocent Men and Children!

It takes a lot of labia, to do what they do.
They're REAL women,
they protect innocent men and children.

1. The U.S. is a Corrupt Nation
2. Due to Slavery, we know that each Founding Father was either Evil or Inept
3. If you believe that, in 1865, there was a war fought in the U.S. for the benefit of black people...then you probably also think that all these impoverished black people only need to "Straighten-Up" to reap the vast benefits given them by the magnanimous "Union"
4. Racist Blacks are Racist, not "Reverse Racist". They are modern-day uncle-toms, helping massuh Divide and Conquer
5. Legal Abortion is not "Freedom", it is Population Control and will be rescinded and re-instated at the whim of those who govern the slave class
6. Statutory Rape Laws say that a parent has the right to take responsibility out of the hands of their "under-age" daughter, if she chooses sex. Anti-Disclosure laws say that a parent does not have the right to know if their "under-age" daughter chooses an Abortion
7. Most American Men are Social-Eunuchs Most American Women are Social-Veal
8. Can you imagine women having 10% less life than men...and everyone being up in arms that "Men's Health is Neglected"?
9. Most of what anti-Christians hate about the bible applies to Jews too...but you'll never hear them say that. For Example: Moses was Evil. No one should be Killed for gathering sticks
10. If you think that "Illegal Immigrants", themselves, are a problem, and not simply a symptom...then go ahead and join the KKK - you would have in the 1800s, and for Exactly the same Reason. Or didn't you know that one of the things the KKK was MOST against was the slave-labor that so cheapened many white people's labor value?
No?
That's not true?
Oh - they just "Blindly Hated Coons", and the "Union" had to step in and save the day, eh? Well well, you Fucking Pawn!
How Patriotic of you: Trusting the government's take on history...

Here are a couple of Decrees:

I, The Musical Mind Rapist,
Am more Intelligent than the United States "Founding Fathers"
I have ability to devise a political system that Proscribes Slavery.

I, The Musical Mind Rapist,
Am better than the God of Abraham, Isaac and Moses
I would not tell Moses to kill a man for gathering sticks
Neither would I tell Moses to TORTURE and MURDER whomever would not be his slave direct link to the bible verse

I, The Musical Mind Rapist,
Am more intelligent than "Pro-Choice" Advocates
I do not sweep socio-economic desolation under the rug of "A Woman's Right to be rid of her 'undue burden'".

I, The Musical Mind Rapist,
Am better than most Christians you will come across
I do not conveniently surrender, to God, my obligation to speak and act against the corruption inflicted on myself and those around me.

Empty words,
and fleeting feeling,
"Romance" is a disease.
Like a line, bent by meter and rhyme,
"Romance" is syllables, over substance.

"Romance" is frill, over function.
"Romance" is a disease.
Not enough bad can be said of "Romance";
and, so, you women should be ashamed of yourselves.

"Romance" is a disease.
All you women are diseased.

Why is it that always, from your mouth,
you spew that pussy-shit, about how,
you're "nothing without her"?
Why is it that always, from your mouth,
you're spewing pussy-shit, about how,
you "need her more than life itself"?

So you're a gutless, spineless parasite,
seeking a clueless, mindless host,
to devour,
from the inside out.
Well here's your chance:
She's a clueless, mindless host,
forever seeking to boast,
possession,
of the tamest, lamest parasite,
that's you!

You two were meant to be:
you're a match made in cowardice and apathy.
You're heartless, hopeless hedonists,
forever in search of the next quick-fix,
of meaning,
in your vague and empty lives.

Forever low on time,
and always avoiding any and all introspection.

And that's why, always,
from your mouth,
you will spew that pussy-shit,
about how,
you're, "nothing without her".

I, me,
take myself,
as my "one-and-only".
I vow to consider only myself, my personal lusts,
and forsake the humanity of everyone else,
because private apathy provides public good.
and private lust provides public love,
and private decadence creates public enlightenment,
and private deceit promotes public truth,
and private plundering promotes social generosity,
and socialized xenophobia,
maintains the divide, and the conquering...

Lying is mandatory,
in our culture of competition,
you either lie,
or you are obsolete.
You cannot be honest and "American".

Lying is mandatory,
in our culture of selective-breeding,
you either lie,
or you are obsolete.
You cannot be honest and "In Love".

Lying is mandatory,
in this hell we call "The Land of the Free",
you either lie,
or you are obsolete.
You cannot be honest and safe.

Lying is mandatory,
in a society rooted in Gluttony and Exploitation.
Apathy is mandatory,
in a society rooted in Gluttony and Exploitation.
Sodomy is mandatory,
in a society rooted in Gluttony and Exploitation.
Moral-Relativity is mandatory,
in a society rooted in Gluttony and Exploitation.
Irony is mandatory.
Distraction of Race is mandatory.
Distraction of Gender is mandatory.
Hopelessness is mandatory.
Double-Think is mandatory.
Terrorists are mandatory.
Newspeak is mandatory.

Decline is mandatory.

Anxious, Incredulous, Outraged, Horny, Bored

Moses was the Hitler of his day;
Moses started several crudsades.
So when you start naming people,
who you believe are evil,
be sure to put "Moses",
towards the top of that list.

Moses was the Pol Pot of his time;
Moses considered viciousness sublime;
so when you start naming people,
who you consider clearly evil,
be sure to include "Moses",
near the top of that list.

Moses was the evilest of men;
Moses killed a man, for gathering sticks;
Moses was the evilest of men;
Moses led a pack of lawless wolves;
and they would attack cities,
but, first, offer them peace,
and, by "Peace", I mean they'd offer them,
to accept being Moses's slave.
And those who rejected Moses graciousness were killed.

Moses was the Satan of his time.
He was an evil bastard.

Inasmuch as so much,
of the cowardly sheep in our nation,
are thorough social-masochists,
then when I remind them,
of the socially mandated soul-stripping,
that they endure and convey
the most I can expect,
is that customary smirk-
the blazae coutenance-flatulence,
of those suffering a continuous spiritual-stroke,
redered spiritually comatose,
as they pretend I am verbose.

We're the Freest Nation on Earth!
So free that I can say the following:
We're so free that I can say,
"We're the Freest Nation on Earth!"

We're the Freest Nation on Earth!
So free that I can say the following:
We're so free that I can say,
"We're the Freest Nation on Earth!"

We're the Freest Nation on Earth!
So free that I can say the following:
We're so free that I can say,
"We're the Freest Nation on Earth!"

We're the Freest Nation on Earth!
So free that I can say the following:
We're so free that I can say,
"We're the Freest Nation on Earth!"

etc...

I Love God.
And not in the way you're thinking.
I want to fuck god,
I'm not even kidding.
Oh, god - on the thick end of my dick,
you would look so cute!

Cum on God,
just life your skirt up.
Cum on God,
nobody's looking.
Cum on God,
clench your butt-hole on my dick.
Oh, god - that's good!

I'm inside god,
I'm trying not to cum,
I'm thinking about baseball,
and god's ugly sister

I'm inside god,
I'm trying not to cum,
...oops!

I just fucked god,
I just came in his asshole.
It was really good,
I recommend you try it.
God and Jesus,
had a threesome with me,
and the Holy Ghost,
was there, for the reach-around.

Fuck God,
Fuck Jesus,
Get Head from the Holy Ghost.
Fuck God,
Fuck Jesus,
Get Head from that sexy Holy Ghost.

I kidnapped, and tortured, and ate a bunch of black people.
Even worse: I called them "Niggers".
But, through the atonement of Jesus Christ, I am saved.
Hooray!

I've had baby-after-baby torn from my girlfriend's uterus,
(against her will), and tossed in a dumpster.
But by Jesus's blood, which was shed for me,
I stand blame-less before you.
Yay!

I shanghaied a bus full of jewish children,
had my own mini-holocaust,
but Jesus got strung-up, way back when,
so I am without sin.

I went into a cancer-ward,
taunted bald children and tit-less women,
but, long ago, Jesus bled from his pores and his ass,
so I am forgiven.
Yay!

Jesus Saves!

Titty-Cancer is Karma!
because, nine times, out of ten,
the woman deserved to have her tits rot off,
for what a bitch she has been.

A Woman's worth,
is the sum of her holes.

So don't give your holes away too easy,
and keep your holes well-hidden,
because scarcity creates demand,
and you have no other cards to play.

Rather than enjoying sex,
so many women are simply employing sex,
using sex, to get men to bend,
instead of just to get off.
So many hoops, you put men through,
now it's starting to work against you:
you can't cum.

You can't relax your cheap facade,
and be simply who you really are,
you can't cum.
You're too caught-up in being a prize,
to realize that's exactly why you can't cum.

Your pussy is not a prize,
you won't cum until you realize,
that, rather than employing sex,
you should just be enjoying sex.
Stop using sex to get men to bend,
and just use sex to get off,
and you won't have to go around saying,
"only a woman knows how to please a woman",
and you won't have to go around saying,
I usually don't cum from penetration.

She said to me,
that it's all about,
the meat,
all about the mangled.
She said:
"I can't cum,
unless a guy spends a lot of time,
messing with my mangled meat."

You gotta mess with the mangled meat!
The mangled meat:
The Labia,
The Clitoris,
and all that other stuff.

You gotta mess with the mangled meat!
...and then they'll cum.

I cause them as often as I can,
the scars help remind me where I've been,
I've cum in so many women,
and it helps them to remember that I'm the boss of them.

I want to get all your daughters pregnant.
I want to cum in all your daughters' guts.

Oops! was that out-loud?
Oh look: There's a mob of social-eunuchs,
and they're encircling me now.
So I turn to that mob of social eunuchs,
and I say:

I want to get all your daughters pregnant.
I want to cum in all your daughters' guts.
No - there's no need to thank me.
Well... maybe just like 20 bucks.

I want to use your daughter for her pussy.
I want to teach your daughter with my cock.
My dick will be your daughter's play-toy.
I'll make your pride-and-joy my dirty-little-slut.

I'm only finishing what you started.
You're pride-and-joy is now my dirty slut.
She could only ever be a dirty slut,
because you only ever raised her to be a dirty slut.
And now she is my dirty little slut,
so don't be mad at me,
...for cumming in her.
A lot.

I get your bitch daughter,
pounding and panting up against my cock.
Do you like the idea of that?
Do you like the idea of your daughter,
pounding and panting up against my cock?
Oh no?
Well get used to it.
'Cause it happens a lot.
Your daughter is, quite frequently,
pounding up against my cock,
all panting and sweating,
and it feels real good,
to cum in you daughter's vaginal canal,
with my AIDS infected penis!

It is Thursday,
it's "Happy Botched Abortion Day",
Dead Child
Dead Chick
Wrap that dead child on my dick,
so I can have a thicker dick,
so I can better fuck the chick,
who's lying, dead, in a pile of her own entrails,
...on thursday.

I want to force my sexual will,
onto the ducks at lindo lake park,
forces my violent sexual will,
onto the ducks at lindo lake park,

I'll bring a bag of bread,
so the ducks think that I'm going to feed them.
But before those ducks know it,
I will be inside of them.

I see her seethe from disillusion,
a woman deceived since birth.
Left, now, with just a flattering ruse,
clutching listless denial of her over-ripened worth,
she shops for dignity, for security,
but in a marketplace over-run,
that renders those blemished, unperfected
- those such as her -
obsolete.
Through long years, she once thrived,
in many a race, she once triumphed,
but now she tastes defeat.
The same defeat,
she handed, long-ago,
to those long-now obsolete.
Despairing, floundering,
making slightly better of the worst,
she offers, to the unsuspecting, camaraderie,
the unashamed price-tag: Dignity. His and Hers.
She is OBSOLETE.

I see a male, despondent shell,
unhinged, realizing he will never be
more than disposable means,
to secure some damn-fools greed.
Forever glib, and in haste to live,
"everyone, anyone come closer",
he bids.
Come close enough that he may consume,
and assume, vicariously,
some semblance of dignity.
Dignity: his own long-surrendered,
he charged not a fee,
and the added cost of his trust and his dreams,
was a price he had failed to see.
His tongue, once piercing,
honesty, once its art,
bends, now, to the waning murmurs,
of his pierced and placid heart.
Alas, with a mind closed, like his options,
with eyes darkly clouded, as are his hopes,
he fiercely concedes,
he fearlessly shudders,
he flawlessly nooses his rope.
He is OBSOLETE.

I see that their ages do vary,
but they're all children, nonetheless.
And none of them hoping to live their dreams,
all merely living their gradual deaths.
Most succumb to nets of reassurances,
assured retribution for this life,
an eventual compensation,
for immediate, hollow servitude,
to inept, hollow leaders,
in their damnable, hollow endeavors.

When a man has sex with a hot chick,
he'll convince himself he's in love.
For a man to have sex with a hot chick,
he must convince her he's in love.
But unless that hot chick has a need,
speaking, specifically, financially,
she won't love him,
won't even like him,
she won't even be polite to him.

Men are taught to want hot chicks,
women are taught to want money.
They're just horn-dogs and whores.

The average man is pretty-much a horn-dog.
The average woman, little more than a whore.
And neither is worse than the other is.

Men are taught to want hot chicks, for their pussy.
Women are taught to want money, for their pussy.

In Mexico City, Life is so Shitty,
that they have fecal rain.
See the filth and the feces,
collect in the water,
So when it evaporates,
what do you suppose is compose in those clouds,
as they rain-down, on any given day?
One, Two, Three - all together:
It's called "Fecal Rain".

Papa Kennedy
tried to make Rosemarie behave;
Papa Kennedy
put a pokey in his daughter's brain.

And he went "swish, swish, swish"
into his daughter's brain!

Papa Kennedy
Scrambled his daughter's Brain!
How Noble!

There is a noose,
in the USA,
shrouded as "Women and Children";
and it's hung the dreams,
of many a poor boy,
and I am one of them.

Growing up misled,
I couldn't wait to be a "man",
because no one ever warned me,
of the hoops,
the inherited blame,
and the social-chains.

Now the only thing,
that's left for me,
is occasional release,
but if I worship her improperly,
the she calls the police,

Oh mothers, and fathers,
how could you ever,
mislead your boys like this?
hiding from them the fact,
that as men,
they'll be scapegoated,
and treated like shit.

I've got one foot,
in my urn,
but the other foot is on her spend,
and worst of all,
I've fathered a son...

The lie begins again...

Let's take a magical trip,
to the modern-day cotton-fields,
of California and Florida...

There, you will see
a cacophony
of spic slaves
trapped in a vicious cycle,
of underpaid, arduous manual-labor...

Spics die young;
but I don't care;
because I like cheap produce.

Spics die young;
and I don't care-
I'm too busy
fighting for "a woman's right to choose"
...to kill her young.

Spics die young
Spics die young

Namaste.
Muthufuckas!