Pulled a hillbilly murder and hit em with a truck
Strapped him to the hood, like I killed him in da hunt
Drove to the backwoods where the green grass grows
And with a machine that mows, I fixed his ass good
...and he became, last seen at moes
Then drove to his house to have some relations with his cousin
The sensation that I'm huntin is the raping of a bumpkin
Started taping all the fucken, I'm producin country porn
But her corn-fed pussy was loose like something tore
But it's the truth I'm hungry for so I finished the marathon
I needed to know, did she have ape titties or hairy bras
This bitch was a scary broad, a trailer park medusa
Her nut was the stankiest, I saved up all her juices
This paste was all but useless I dipped it in chicken liver
Then wrapped it round a hook n' went fishin for river dinner