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Andrew Jackson Jihad Cigarettes

Well my great grand-dad he died of cancer, from smoking too many cigarettes. But I must confess that he did quite profess to being the coolest motherfucker

Well, once when I was eight everything was going great until my father, he tried to kill me. By the time that I was nine, my daddy was doing time,

First they take the land Then they take the soil And with their bloody hands They dig for oil So fuck white people! (fuck white people!) Fuck white

I'm a lady killer And you're a pretty lady And that means I'm gonna kill you 'Cause you're a pretty lady And I'm a lady killer And that's just what lady

God made dirt and dirt don't hurt God made pants and God made shirts God made dirt and dirt don't hurt God made our lives so much worse So much fucking