i wipe the dirt from my hands as i walk from your grave those aint facts those are lies in the statements you made so we gotta get em get em we gotta kill em kill em we gotta get em get em we gotta kill em kill em you dont believe homeless vets exist you put a spin on everything like the exorcist you a lying coward lost soul most statements you make are not so thats how chicken hawks roll i find the fact that you a fox news asshole ironic cause you never been in a foxhole i hope that you rot slow you and your talk show no spin zone thats a vertigo inferno with fire and brimstone we seeing all your neo con bullshit fuck a pressroom you want the president pulpit i cringe at your right wing lunatic fringe theres no elegant speech to shelter beliefs hate dominates like the celts in the east michelle malkin wants to snitch like youre telling police she oughta be shot they gotta be stopped infrared to bill oreillys head thats the key spot im not a violent man but actually your blasphemy is badgering me to blast you and your factual inaccuracy naturally media matters to me so we gotta shut down fox news thats the way it has to be dear bill id like you to get your mouth off that conservative cock long enough to sit and talk it out scratch that lets backtrack ill stalk your house knock you out gag your mouth drag you out thought this out i wanna hurt you immerse you in torture fuck making fun of you in punch lines id rather kill your family in front of you by lunch time a one lock execution at sunshine its crunch time lets take it to the front line bless the union of marriage oh thats classic dick in your hand making phone calls to andrea mackris you got it backwards phone sex leading to threats to get her flat up on your mattress is as sick as the list of adjectives put upon your favorite actresses in your book no spin so grim you borderline rapist sexist racist makeshift talking head celebrity that need a facelift i transcribed all your lies till my dome was sore separated all your letters like an underscore im in your driveway like bill o what you running for you want beef but youd never send your son to war thats my favorite reason but i got a hundred more you a political prostitute a money whore your ass is upper class saying that you come from poor backgrounds you need to get smacked down with guns galore  or something more hardcore slasher flick mashed to bits scattered your chitter chatter is littered with little that matters you mad hatter blabbering on im deadpan steady handed kill you on a webcam body battered till i got red hands and leave trail of dead fam thats a youtube number one download dump you at the end of your towns road or hang you like benito mussolini if the grounds cold youre the worst person on the planet credit yourself you mutilate a nominee now you edit yourself plus your lawsuit proves it bill you read it yourself youre a sick man youre better off deading yourself pan left maximum carnage like grand theft pan right see the mic through the antichrist chest oreilly gets a shanking hes a liar falsifier and im a wolf out for his blood till he retires