Rahowa Exodus
Standing there, skintone black
Red suede shoes, head thrown back
Golden chains around your neck
Paid in full, by the government check
N..er, you better start your running
N..er, your time is coming
You’re nothing but a f..cking welfare case
But you’re threatening the future, welfare of my race!
Standing there, lies fill your head
So conviced that red ain’t dead
You protest march against what’s right
To defend the cause of an alien plight
Race traitor, you better start your running
Left-wing bastard, your time is coming
You’ve got the truth, staring you in the face
But you’re threatening the future, welfare of my race!
Your Exodus is close at hand
This you better understand
The white race know the score
We’re gonna send you from our shores
Klassen gave us what we need
A powerful, religious creed
And only through creativity
Will the white race find salvation
Standing there, on top of the world
Your six-point plan is now unfurled
Exploiting the world through the power of gold
The white man’s mind is in your hold
Jew boy, you better start your running
Hook-nosed bastard, your time is coming
After the Exodus your kind will have no place
But you’re threatening the future, welfare of my race!