Dear Slim Lyrics
Dear Slim,
My favorite icon put the bong and the knife down
I'm sick of the songs about strapping your mom and your ex-wife down
To a nuclear bomb and dropping them on Saddam
Killing all the muses you use in almost all of your songs
Except those songs about Slim the Hip-Hoppian God
They make it seem you don't respect rappers like Biggie and Pac
Who if it weren't for them you be out of a job
Or flipping burgers with Ronald McDonald and not leading your mob
But the Blob's offensive, run and jumping the fences
And burying politicians in pop culture trenches
Dude, have some humility, oops responsibility, oops accountability, oops I said humility
Your face has covered worse magazines
than the artists and politicians you've mocked on every CD release
Ooh, how cool; you've proved you lack tact in your songs
In fact, you've grown up to act just like your mom
If y'all represent the truth and America's youth
Act like a leader we could actually use
You're a celebrity now, oh no, look what you did
You're America's role model but deny that you're it
Come on, come on, let's stand together as one
I ain't yelling about selling my soul, going to hell and back for platinum
Or gold to show the world is a gullible globe
Although, I can't respect the coalition of politicians signing petitions
Fearing Eminem's mission to bitch
When it's his right to taunt if he wants to fight
Even if you're frightened of what he might want to write
You're sworn to defend men, who offend men
Just because you believe in the first amendment
Even if it's illogical angst and vengeance
So defend your senses, but cleanse your dirty lenses
The law's written to both conservatives and leftists
It says Vanilla Ice Preservatives can be sexist
If y'all represent the truth and America's youth
Act like the leaders we could actually use
You're politicians now, oh no, look what you did
You're America's role models but deny art from our kids
Come on, come on, let's stand together as one
Censoring, the denial of actual words or factual things declared obscene
But molesting archdiocese, disease,
dead people in the streets from shooting sprees, epidemics
Paramedics clearing debris here and overseas aren't banned from TV
But yell shit, goddamn, or fuck hear three individual bleeps
A word's a word, let it be heard and learned
It's not the individual words but the order that hurts
Come on, come on, let's stand together as one
Come on, come on, stop threatening to censor our thoughts
And you'll get the response you want from now on
Come on, come on
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I Killed The Prom Queen Songs (73) List All
...Forever Will Come To An End
666
All Around Me
Amaranth
American Idiot
Are You Playing Dead?
Bet It All on Black
Bet It All On Black
Bleeding Mascara
Blinded By The Right
Cancer
Choose To Love Live Or Die
Choose To Love, Live Or Die
Colt 45
Courage
Crazy Bitch
Dear Slim
Death Certificate For A Beauty Queen
Don't Wait
Dreams As Hearts
Echoes
Emily
Feel Good Inc.
Forever
Forgiveness Is Murder
Gin Sippin'
Girlfriend
Hate Me
Headfirst From A Hangman's Noose
Heart - Shaped Box
Hide And Seek
Homicide Documentaries
How Great Is Our God
I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For
Laid To Rest
Like Nails to a Casket
M.i.a.
Martha Stewart
Move
My Best Wishes
Never Never Land
Pointed To My Heart
Portraits,dreams And Memories
Prayer Of The Refugee
Prologue
Revolutionist
Roses, Post Cards & Machine Gun Kisses
Say Goodbye
Seize The Day
Sharks In Your Mouth
Sharks In Your Mouth (Michael Crafter's Version)
Short People
Slain Upon My Faithful Sword
Sleepless Nights And City Lights
Spit It Out
Strawberry Fields Forever
Take Me Out
Teardrops On My Guitar
Tears Don't Fall
The Deepest Sleep
The Greater Depression
The Paint Brush Killer
The Pledge Of Allegiance
The Reason
Thoughts of a Dying Atheist
To Kill Tomorrow
Unseen
Unwritten
Upon A Rivers Sky
Voice Of Truth
When Goodbye Means Forever
Your Shirt Would Look Better With A Columbian Neck-Tie
Your Shirt Would Look Better With A Columbian Neck-tie
I Killed The Prom Queen Albums (3)
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