Itty bitty bits of blood and body and of flesh
Seen it on my TV and I hope to smell it fresh (x2)

Death to a war hawk
Spit ‘em like a warthog
Death to a war hawk
Spit ‘em like a fuckin pig (x2)

Yo
Ruffle that buddy with a tire iron
Scuff ‘em up pretty with the barby wire
Make ‘em make out with the barbeque
Teryaki, make ‘em part of you
Ooh, bish, I’m a flawless peacenik
Hold a border open for a refugee shit
Shuttin’ down your function over disagreement
On what a killer pretty boy is s’posed to do

(Bleachawk)

Bleach in my hair, bleach in my beard
I got bleach in my eye and I am a queer
Bleach in my hair, bleach in my beard
I got bleach in my eye and I am a queer

Leave me alone I’m psycho killin’
This silo mine so fuck your feelins’
Get all wrapped up in styrofoam yo
Ship the fuck up out my village
Podium boys at the big red button
Click it up make Pyongyang an oven
All in the name of the peace for the people
Freak to the beat of the bleeding for eagle
Gs up, what time is it?
It’s time to dine on the finest organ
Destruct your inhibition, get with the mission
Slice off a portion
I am but a fucking lizard clawing at a fucking roach
Knowin’ I’m a hypocrite I’m rippin’ at a fuckin’ throat

Itty bitty bits of blood and body and of flesh
Seen it on my TV and I hope to smell it fresh (x2)

Since I made turkeys with my hands
(Bleach in my hair)
I’ve known that taking life don’t make a man
(Bleach in my beard)
But I just love movies and gangster rap
(I got bleach in my eye)
So I am prone to hope I fucking snap
(I am a queer)

Death to a war hawk
Spit ‘em like a warthog
Death to a war hawk
Spit ‘em like a fuckin pig (x4)

(Stop killin’ people…just maybe don’t, I don’t know)