Texty:
Johnny Rebel

enough The rebel, Johnny Yuma (Away, away, away rolled the rebel) (Johnny Yuma, Johnny Yuma) Johnny Yuma was a rebel He roamed through the West Did Johnny

Well I don't know why the sky is blue, and the gums of a nigger well they're blue too I don't pay attention to all that stuff, but I do know niggers suck

Come all you sons of freedom, and join our Southern band. We?ll find those carpetbaggers, and drive them from our land! ?Our Justice? is our motto! And

enough The rebel Johnny Yuma Johnny Yuma was the rebel he roamed through the west This Johnny Yuma the rebel he wandered alone He got fightin' mad this rebel

[Chorus:] Johnny Yuma was a rebel He roamed through the west Did Johnny Yuma, the rebel He wandered alone He got fightin' mad This rebel lad He packed

if i was a nigger...i could drive a cadillac with class my pocket stuffed with welfare checks, and i could sit on my big black ass now you take a nigger

There you go again talking about reparations There you go again talking about something else free There you go again talking about reparations Well listen

It ain't the big lips It ain't the nose It ain't your kinky hair Or your clothes It ain't your dreadlocks hangin' Or the way that you walk It ain't the

Marty the maggot was born in dead man's eyes, in an abandoned building twin two vacant lots in bed sty, They took away the body after a few weeks went