I'ma rip some quick shit
while it's fresh in my brain.
Fuck them faggots at Forerunners.
They've got nothin' to gain.
But they've got blood to lose,
and i'd give 'em the news
if it wouldn't spoil the tune
when i bust in with 22's.
Blazin' hot from the shots.
Beatin' queers down like rocks
Bullets sprayin' from glocks
Leavin' blood stained polka-dots.
Fuck the cops, they won't know,
they'll be too late to see.
They can't stop all this rage
that's escaping from me.
You may wonder why;
why they've all got to die.
First we try to be nice
... they grow gayer with time.
So we ease up a bit,
but they suck so much dick
that we gotta say something
that gets 'em all pissed.
Then they try to flame us back
... hoping we won't react
smoking 10 ki's of crack
thinking we'll just sit back.
Fuck that. Fuck 'em all.
They can suck my two balls.
I'ma post with more force
than Jesus stuck to the cross.
Homos think they got power.
Pussies post as they may.
They can't help being wusses,
Holy shit... they're just gay.