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You are stealing this
You are stealing that
A continent here
An Island there
You are getting
super rich
Yankee
From someone else’s misery
You preach democracy
You preach civilization
You preach freedom
It is all a deception
It is
all an excuse to steal
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When you listen to a minutemen
You are listening to some guys who are mad
You can listen to them all they
Just talk talk talk
They lie here and there
They cry here and there
And they talk even in their sleep
Poor victims
They
talk of their misery
Of the horrible immigrant
Poor victims
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Who is afraid of the big bad S.O.S?
Me, me, me
Who is afraid of the big bad Minutemen?
Me, me,
me
Who is preaching hate against U.S. immigrants
Them, them, them
Who says that they are the only true
Americans?
That is right
The big bad S.O.S
And the big bad Minutemen
So who is afraid of the big bad Minutemen
The big bad S.O.S
The big bad Neo-Nazis
The big bad Ku-Klux-Klan?
Me, me, me!
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First they kill the Indigenous Americans
So that they could steal their continent
Then they made up
stories
Of their divine Democracy and Republic
They came up with Manifest Destiny
And declared war against Mexico
They
stole the whole South West
But that is the American way
Your strategies will not work this time
Different People
Different Times
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Imagine a world without White Rats
No more plagues
No more deaths
No more suffering
And diseases
Imagine a world without White Lice
Imagine a world without White Fleas
Imagine the world without White Parasites
Imagine the world without White Obese Pigs!!
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Bam- Bam- Bam
My AK hit the mark
A fat minute-goon
In an orange suit
Late at night
Bam- Bam- Bam
My AK hit the mark
A fat minute-goon
In an orange suit
Late at night
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We will meet one day
Stinking minutemen
Do not know where
Do not know when
But we will meet
someday soon
Laugh now
Cry later
Laugh now
Cry later
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Hot-diggity-dog
White America
Are getting Anti-Immigrant
Hot-diggity-dog
White America
Wants to start a Racial Holy War
SOS, Neo-Nazi scum
You have started something
And now we must finish it
You thought that it was going to be easy
Beaten us up
You thought it was going to be easy
To declare
war on immigrants
But you forgot about the sons and daughters
Of these immigrants
You forgot about us
You incompetent
Clowns
You have started a war
And there is nothing to prevent us
From taking revenge
You have started
something Minutemen
Now it is our turn
We will give you what is coming to you
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Laugh Clown, Laugh
You are full of shit
You pretend to be on the right
You bullshit
Paint yourself clown
And make us laugh
Tell us how
You will defeat us
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To Frankie
So you left me to become an SOS
You don’t like being Brown anymore?
You make me sick
But
I will wait for you
We are growing in numbers day by day
My comrades and I
We will not forget
How you betrayed your
race
You Rat, Traitor, Bitch
But when you learn how much Whites hate you
Come back to us Traitor
And we will rescue you
We have
a bullet just for you
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Dangerous Criminals
It is becoming so Democratic of you
To steal elections and Rule
Welcome
to Kike-USA!
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Anthem of the Storm-Front
I am a retard
In case you don’t know
I am a retard
We wear it proudly
In our banners
“Born
Retarded”
And so, Intelligence is our enemy
Our mothers we do not know their names
We have no mothers
Some call us bastards
But we prefer Retarded
instead
We fight
For White Women
To be pimped by us
We Fight
For White Women
To be used by us
And no one else
We are retards
We are retards
We are Storm-Front USA
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Hill Billy
No more Moonshine for you
No more onions too
No more chewing tobacco
No more
hot-dogs
No more frog hunting
No more
Hill Billy
NO MORE
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Who is that actor-body-builder
With his big cigar?
Arnie, Arnie
Who is that Immigrant
With a low German accent?
Arnie, Arnie
Who is that damn liar
Waving his little American flag?
Arnie, Arnie
Who is a friend of the Nazis and Jews
Who is that actor-body-builder
Son of a Nazi Storm Trooper?
Arnie, Arnie
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Pray for the Minutemen
Some say
Even though he kills
Your family and friends
Pray for the Ku Klux Klan
Some say
That is the Christian way
Love thou Murderer
Pray for the Devil
Some say
That is the Christian way
FUCK YOU!
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I love the Minutemen
Those little fags
They are so fashionable
With their American flags
Let us all become Minutemen
They are pretty cool
Some say travesties
Some say just plain Weirdos
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Listen Little Men
You are playing with real bullets
And real guns
This is not a game
You
can lose your pride
Or your life
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Minutemen
While you march and do your anti-Mexican speech
I have your wife’s legs in my
shoulders
Can you hear her scream?
“Mexico, Viva!!”
She don’t like you Stupid
For all you do is whine and complaint
She rather have me
And
my tongue between her legs
Minutemen
You are a fake
Soon we will awake
And soon you will have the shock of your life
When
your next born comes out with Mexican eyes
OH SAY CAN YOU SEE
BY THE BLA BLA BLA BLA
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Doggone it Minutemen
Doggone it Minutemen
March down the street
And back again
The Minutemen
The minutemen
They went out to march
They couldn’t do a thing
They couldn’t
change a law
Thus it is their duty
To march down the streets
And back again
Doggone it Minutemen
Doggone it Minutemen
March down the street
And back again
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“Made in China”
Your Dollars belong to Mao and his men
Though you scream and shout
“Deport
all Immigrants!”
China is beating you at your own game
Hoo-Ah!!
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