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Go out to the tarmac shove a pig into dirt Listen to the squeal make sure it hurt Hogtie'em smack'em on the *** into the van collect'em off the street and can them in the tan Ford Transit then we off to the chop shop The ****** butchers gonna cut some cop Drag them up feet first arms tied to the side Hang em up to dry over a reservoir for the gore Cut the cartery artery while they cry no more Whats it all for, whats it all for, a long pig cookout A hairless goat bled out now its time to get guts out Bleed slows to a drip time to take a head simply twist Off it comes like pop easy as a ******* croptop Get your blade nice and sharpish cuz next on the list Is skinning a cop shave off fuzz into the slop Then drag a knife from the plexus to the **** Tie off the **** and yank the excess its painless **** up and you can try again pick another off the herd Cut up again and again plenty of pork to slaughter Almost ready for the grill party just gotta get meat ready Detach arms, halve and quarter, keep your hands steady Time to get out the coriander and chili powder Hammer with a tenderizer on the counter Cuts of steaks without any guilt, all free range As I bite into a roast I make a toast to my rage That made this deranged cookout, pig liver on toast With some grits and cornbread as the feds approach Hundred cops'll will roll on the grillmaster Hundred shots out swiss cheesed by the ******* Read in the paper a monster cop killer Killed for fighting the terror with terror
I'm so tired, of listening to the last words of people as cops torture them to death. I don't condone ****** or ****** cannibalism, but I need to express my frustration.
I want to dream more about flesh being eaten How the blood in my mouth would begin to sweeten Soft meat would part between my teeth I took it from you, does that make me a thief? I could not decide for where to start So I took your whole body apart All those delicious fresh slices Adding only the best of spices In each part of you can then be found relish But don't fret, I'm not that selfish At times I am quite generous As if I couldn't share, how ludicrous ! I would invite my friends to a soirée And greet all of them with a delighted enchanté An entire evening we would feast on your meat And I would fondly recall how prettily you bleed We shall repeat this again and again Until nothing remains for me to eat and torment