Killing negroid's with your hands
Text some hate speech on your chans
Moonman
Solve the race war on your own
Ethnic cleansing all alone
Moonman
Moonman play piano with your hands save me
Miscegenation across this land save me
All your friends are in the klan
All your friends come from 4chan
Moonman K-K-K-K-K-K-K
Breaking necks like Freddie Gray
Moonman play piano with your hands
Save me kill the faggots in this land
Save me
C'mon lets hang em high
C'mon lets hang em high
C'mon lets hang em high
C'mon lets hang em high
Moonman play piano with your hands
Save me kill the faggots in this land
Save me with your hands
Play piano with your hands
Recruiting anons for the clan
Moonman
I'M GOING TO TRY AND DO A WATCH PARTY FOR THE MOVIE LOOK WHO'S BACK ON ODYSEE FOR 4/20 THIS YEAR IF I CAN FIGURE OUT HOW TO WORK THE KINKS OUT OF OBS WHEN I STREAM, KEEP AN EYE OUT EVERYBODY.
Hey you on public assistance
Why don't you get a job?
Sell some dope and buy some pride
It's the only thing you couldn't rob
Socioparasite
Socioparasite
How does it feel to live for free?
Get off society's back
Skells like you allowed to live
You wonder why we're taxed
Socioparasite
Socioparasite
Waste of life
You're a waste of life
Getting fucked up on Classon Avenue
Smoking crack and drinking booze
Spike in your arm, no money for food
But there's plenty of gas in your BMW
There's a drug whore waiting at home
Dealing your shit on the telephone
Poor Tawana got a birth defect
But it only increases your welfare check
Been doing some thinking, I have an answer
To arrest the spreading cancer
Send you back to where you're from
Get the fuck rid of you subhuman scum
If you don't pay taxes you shouldn't vote
So get in line and get on the boat
I'd love to tear down all those projects
Kiss my ass, home relief reject
Waste of life
You're a waste of life
Waste of life
You're a waste of life
Spring won't come, the need of strife
To struggle to be freed from hard ground
The evenings mists thad creep and crawl
Will drench me in dew and so drown
I'm the green man
The green man
Sol in prime sweet summertime
Cast shadows of doubt on my face
A midday sun, it's causing hues
Refracting within the still lake
Autumn in her flaming dress
Of orange, brown, gold fallen leaves
My mistress of the frigid night
I worship, pray to on my knees
Winter's breath of filthy snow
Befrosted paths to the unknown
Have my lips turned true purple?
Life is coming to an end
So says me, me wiccan friend
Nature coming full circle
I'm the green man
The green man