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f*** the Creationists Lyrics

Trash Talk
Ah yeah, here we go again!
d***! This is some funky s*** that I be laying down on your a**.
This one goes out to all my homey's working in the field of
evolutionary science.
Check it!
Verse 1
f*** the d*** creationists, those bunch of dumb-a** b******,
every time I think of them my trigger finger itches.
They want to have their bullshit, taught in public class,
Stephen J. Gould should put his foot right up their a**.
Noah and his ark, Adam and his Eve,
straight up fairy stories even children don't believe.
I'm not saying there's no god, that's not for me to say,
all I'm saying is the Earth was not made in a day.

Chorus
f***, f***, f***,
f*** the Creationists.
Trash Talk
Break it down.
Ah d***, this is a funky jam!
I'm about ready to kick this b**** back in.
Check it.

Verse 2
f*** the d*** creationists I say it with authority,
because kicking their punk a**** be me paramount priority.
Them wack-a** b****** say, "evolution's just a theory"
they best step off, them brainless fools, I'll give them cause to fear me.
The cosmos is expanding every second, every day,
but their minds are shrinking as they close their eyes and pray.
They call their bullshit science like the word could give them cred,
if them b****** be scientists then cap me in the head.
Chorus

Trash Talk
Bass!
Bring that s*** in!
Ah yeah, that's right, f*** them all m************.
f****** punk a** creationists trying to set scientific thought back 400 years.
f*** that!
If them superstitious m************ want to have that kind of party,
I'm going to put my d*** in the mashed potatoes.
f****** creationists.
f*** them.
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E=mc Hawking (1999)