grand ol party crash

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, our nation must come together to unite, i know that human beings and fish can coexist peacefully, nobody needs to tell me what i believe, but i do need somebody to tell me where kosovo is, the illiteracy level of our children are appalling, i wake up to a caffeine, cigarette vaccine, then bathe in water i wouldn't drink before gasoline, feel like a loser 'cause i'm not in fallujah, painting a land cruiser with an iraqi then taking his ruger, no m-16 to give me a callus, inhuman super malice for gob uber alles, baby suicide bombers hurdle suitcases in a nursery, i'm in a deli eating tuna, tasting the mercury, then try to wash it down with a two dollar bottle of water, get on the train and think of terrorists with box cutters, gun concealer 'cause i see a realer reality, and what i breathe through my nasal cavities, killing my batteries, bombs in the metropolis, out all eye sockets, esophagus melted out some shite group will get their props for this, look, i need petro for my mercedes, but i'm not trying to kneel or die for emperor cheney, maybe i'm crazy but i will not just follow the herd, unless, of course, it's en route to lynch mike bloomberg, being pimped by a gas pump and all its saudi members, are like "fuck you!" with new york's two middle fingers, if the opposite of pro is a con then look beyond this, the opposite of congress must be progress, what if the second coming's aborted and put in the dirt, i still don't know what to wear with this orange alert, i was proud the other day when both republicans and democrats, stood with me in the rose garden to announce their support, for a clearer statement of purpose: you disarm, or we will, american flags fly, moral's high, a unit of twenty or so repelling apaches in the sky, into a village of killers, little jimmy from jackson, mississippi, just graduated and seeing action, m-16 locked, loaded and spitting properly, whoever's in that line of fire - chest full of democracy!, turn the corner, team leader, neck up, the nose gone, blown off, this is not ps2's soccom, jimmy stays so calm, shoots, count nothing, riddled in his back answers come flying out his stomach, face down, then it's face up in a bed, almost dead, eyes slowly open, iv bags and no legs, a couple sandwiches and some bloody bandages, in a room full of amputee gi amateurs, he gets the word that his unit didn't make it, got a free ticket home but flat lined before he got to take it, we're certain there are people that can't stand what america stands for, we're certain there are madmen in this world, and there's terror, and there's missiles, and i'm certain of this too, cops tape the scene up, gunner downs 9, they're chasing away kids playing hop-scotch in this chalk outline, two f-16's, screeh an iridescent sky, look down, we're not in iraq, we're in n.y. rats in the streets, we move underground like earthworms, two coasts couldn't abort satan in his first term, the army in the subway, walking with toolies, i'm on the train with the back of the dollar bill still talking to me, drive with my left, i know what's right - my weapon hand, like the map of dc streets still shows a pentagram, license on the car window when i pass through, you've seen the news, no joke, new york pig department will blast you, my weathermen party is invite only, soldier, 'cause with one wave of king g. dub's scepter it's over, the right to assemble puts the bearous team on you, look into my file and nod to this while jello screams on you, by our efforts we have lit a fire in the minds of men, it warms those who feel its power, it burns those who fight its progress, and one day this untamed fire of freedom will reach the darkest corners of our world, it is the policy of the united states to seek and support the growth, of democratic movements and institutions in every nature and culture, with the ultimate goal of ending tyranny in our world, except right here at home! hee-hee-hee-hee!, yee-haw!, don't mess with texas!, connie.connie, give me some pretzels, mommy, mommy, give me that bible, give me that bible with the pages cut out and it got that cocaine in it, c'mon, c'mon, don't mess with texas!, i'll fuck anything that moves!