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There goes the neighborhood.
Here come them fkin' wiggers
with those fancy cars.
Who gave them fkin' wiggers
those rock guitars?
Who let 'em in the club?
Did you make 'em pay?
Who let 'em on the stage?
Who let 'em play?
Don't they know rock's just for us
don't they know the rules?
Those wiggers just aint hardc*re
this s**t ain't cool.
Those wiggers want everything
in the fkin' world
That wigger plays so good
he took my muth*fkin' girl
there goes the neighborhood.
There goes the neighborhood,
There goes the neighborhoooooooood,
There goes the neighborhood.
Bang,bang,bang,bang,bang.
We're here, girls
And we ain't goin' nowhere.
We're movin' right next door to you,
E.Town muth*fka.
If all you punks there don't like it
You can suck, my muth*fkin' d*ck, ha.
Ten years in the game
Weve seen a lot new come
And weve seen a lot new go
But were still right here
Ha ha ha ha hahaha
aaaah dont be mad hahahaha
b*tch
Here come them fkin' wiggers
with those fancy cars.
Who gave them fkin' wiggers
those rock guitars?
Who let 'em in the club?
Did you make 'em pay?
Who let 'em on the stage?
Who let 'em play?
Don't they know rock's just for us
Don't they know the rules?
Those wiggers just aint hardc*re
this s**t ain't cool.
Those wiggers want everything in the fkin' world.
That wigger plays so good,
he took my muth*fkin' girl.
There goes the neighborhood
There goes the neighborhood!
There goes the neightborhoooooood!
There goes the neighborhood!
There goes the neighborhood!