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Go

That's right mother-fuckers

Pitboss

You thought we were done

We haven't even started

Fuckin bitches

Hey look in the corner it's that DIY fag

The one with the "Fuck Racism" patch on his bag

Full of gay opinions

He says what he means

No I don't want one of your fifty-cent zines

Your recipes are yummy and your rants on girls are scathing

Spend less time running your mouth and spend more time on bathing

You go on and on about Chain Of Strength and Judge

That sucks as bad as your fucking vegan fudge

I couldn't care less about your distro you jock

The only 7" I care about is my cock

I've had it up to here with your propaganda

I'll vivisect something right now

Pass me a panda

Go on and on about how bad sweatshops are

But how can that be when it keeps those kids out of my yard?

Cruelty-free?

Yeah, I guess that's nice

But I want steak with my beans and rice

Stand on the side bitch when kids dance

With your potato sack patches and your cargo pants

Rocking hairy arm pits

Tipping back cans of soy

I can't even tell if you're a girl or a boy

Your only source of protein is a jar of Skippy

Call yourself Hardcore but you're just a fuckin' hippie

You smell like onions

Rock deodorant doesn't work

Think you'll save the world but you're just a fucking jerk