Tech N9ne - Red Necro lyrics

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[Verse 1:]

We're on the highway rolling to Californ-I-A

Seven of us heaven love us cuz it's evil in front of us

We must trust that G-O-D got our backs on this T-R-I-P

In the van we watchin' flicks and getting our kicks on route 66 [x4]

Forty West got us dozin' my eyes closin' almost on “E” and so we stop

To get some gas somewhere outside of Arizona people's persona seem like they put niggas in a coma or bullets in their ass fast [x8]

I went in to get some petroleum rodeo circus these trashy motha fuckers trying to show me they tat's on purpose swastika's here swastika's there minding my affairs till one shoved me and I said aw this is lovely [x12]

I punched him back and said take that from a black his posse ran up

I threw my hand up said let loose the gats they said were the type of boys that kill coons by the hour nigger one god one race seig heil white power [x16]

I said fuck you Bill Recio your spacey ho I heard racist were dying and I'm about to increase the ratio while we were scrappin' I heard coon monkey ape baboon I heard my partner's lettin' loose they cleared the room [x20]

I let off a couple inside their racist encephals I asked God was I wrong for slaying demons and devils and if so forgive me but now it's 2 wounded and 3 dead from shots to the head them racist mother fuckers bled [x24]

[Chorus:]

Red necks are the ones who bled next

First they used to hang us

Now they get them heads checked

For bullets and abrasions that evil persuasion

This is one of the many, many flaws of this nation

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[Verse 2:]

I'm just a hard workin' brother at Ford

Report to work pronto amigo in my raggedy Accord

Assembly working no smirking I get the job done

White folks staring at me like I was Dennis Rodman

Fuck it [x4]

It must be the bandana I wear saying black owned

Here them whispering everyday but they can yap, yap on

Saw it comin' a mile away and it figures

Somebody took a grease pencil and wrote on a car

Whites own niggers [x8]

Paid it no mind no it's lunch time

I'm sittin' quietly then a voice said

You don't belong in society

I looked then I felt like gaggin'

This white trash mother fucker

I heard that he was the grand dragon [x12]

Fuck it I'm a tag him skull drag him

But his recruits equipped with steel toe combat boots

This is crazy for four hundred plus we've been infamous

Stigmatism is realism the idealism is to hinder us [x12]

Put his fingers in my face I bent `em back

He said you fuckin' jerk and told me to watch my back after work

I punched out and walkin' to my car I'm driving and I see this mother fucker

He's following me from afar [x20]

Pulled over like an idiot jumped out and said what's happenin'

We started scraping he poked me with his knife

I took his knife their goes your life God forgive me

Because I slit his redneck now all that's left is a fuckin' dead peck [x24]

[Verse 3:]

The demons are gonna kill me I feel it comin'

I'm a little piece of love and a pit full of `em gunnin'

The pit is the planet damnit it's full of killas and racist

If God make it I'm saying God take it break it [x4]

Demoniacs of all colors crippers and blooders Arian brothers die

If you fuck with any of us God lovers

A southern wind hit the Midwest my mother cringed cause her vocalist

Keep fuckin' with white national socialists [x8]

Everybody wants to be the chosen God's people

When teaching hatred hatred at the steeple steeple

Lethal sequels when churches burn we purchase germs

Like guns to slaughter all the mother fuckin' surface worms [x12]

Be warned all fronts got the right to fall once

And the racist be the ones we call dunce

Down to die for my love so before you cease us

You gotta crucify me like Jesus leave us rednecks [x16]