(No autographs, no autographs all right, no autographs)

Bow down before your false Gods  [bad word] that)
lot of ya’ll harvest some real hatred for [bad word] celebrities out there, know what I’m sayin’? Ya’ll ain’t got the balls to say it I’m gonna say it for ya’ll, [bad word] that!

This is me uncensored, just let me vent this
Everything I’m ‘bout to say to ya’ll
I hope Ben Affleck goes Patrick Bateman
And cuts J-Lo’s [bad word] off
I hope Madonna’s killed by Palestinians
On webcam in front of millions (ha, ha, ha)
I wish the real world was like Vice City
So we could start shootin’ cops
I want to squeeze some [bad word] I want a thousand Pits
So I could fight them at the same time, [bad word] 
I hope Chris Palko [bad word] Gwyneth Paltrow
Then tells her what a [bad word] she is (ha, [bad word] 
I hope Kobe goes to jail for the rest of his life
And Shaq [bad word] his wife (ha, ha)
I hope Mike Tyson kills Lennox Lewis
But not in the ring, in his house
With a knife

I know ya’ll tired of these mildly talented false Gods
And if this [bad [bad word] back to me, I don’t give a [bad word] 

I hope Christopher Reeves walks again…
Nah, matter of fact, I don’t
I hope The Matrix 3 flops
And Martha Stewart’s shanked in prison
And bleeds out her box
I hope John Travolta’s plane crashes into (Oprah?)
And Ricki Lake is killed by a cobra
I hope every kid that downloads my music
Gets a [bad word] and a subpoena (mom!)
I want to see Tony Soprano get whacked
Then James Gandolfini have a [bad word] heart attack
I hope Gary Coleman makes [bad word] And each one of my ex’s marries a scumbag
I hope [bad word] Willis butcher Ashton Kutcher
And tell the world that his ex-wife’s a hooker
I hope each one of my enemies catches Aids or cancer
And Rosie O’Donnell’s mauled by a panther
I hope her [bad word] twitches
I hope each one of ‘em [bad word] and the City [bad word] Wind up with fifty stitches
After their autopsy, I’ll be getting suited
I hope the whole cast of Friends is executed

I want to see the red carpet red from BLOOD (word)
(Oh, take me my picture!) Yeah I hope they take your picture
On the [bad word] coroner table, [bad word] 
Don’t look at me with your mouth open, [bad word] Unless your stupid [bad word] is choking to death

I want to see the Hilton sisters abducted by drifters
And wake up with oozing blisters
Just keep it in perspective
I hope Anna Nicole Smith’s [bad [bad word] and get infected
Help me count the losses
(I hope that) Schwarzenegger elected and assassinated first day in office
Let’s hope Harrison Ford’s stamina folds
And he collapse before they make Indiana Four [bad word] the bloopers
George Lucas murdered on the set like
Brandon Lee but shot by Storm Troopers
Let’s hope Michael Jackson spends his last million
Goes [bad word]  and is killed by his children
I hope the US takes over the globe
So I could tell conspiracy heads “I told you so”
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