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Mayo Supreme

by The Muslims

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1.
This COUNTRYʼs got me losing mind. I can sleep like half the time. I just get so full of steaming bubbles, moshed potato, ew. You step to me, I step to you. You call the cook, I call her too. But I donʼt know this fuckin becky so she doesnʼt hear me. FUCK YOU - FUCK YOU - FUCKIN - LITTLE - SALTY - PEICE OF - SHIT This MADNESS: Small unseasoned dish, I canʼt see whatʼs underneath. Every time I step my legs slip further, deeper in the heat. Here I am - armed with salt Itʼs so bland, its so small. I donʼt know if I can win this battle, moshed potato. Fuck you and fuck you and slap a tomato and slam em together and go mosh potato
2.
YA LATE 01:22
This is a protest! You say Iʼm angry like you know me bitch you fucking owe me This is rally! You call me rageful, Iʼm so grateful youʼve been fuckin ruthless This is a movement! Oh! YA LATE, YA LATE, YA LATE You know, YA LATE, YA LATE, YA LATE “holy shit, racism exists?!” You grow, slo mo Blackface - mayo This is not a fashion show This is a demo! You come for the snackin Selfies - hashtaggin To a direct action Letʼs get arrested! Oh! YA LATE, YA LATE, YA LATE You know, YA LATE, YA LATE, YA LATE “I forgot, why are we mad again...?” Fuck you and your punk pussy hat Protest till your powers back Actin like I owe you shit you becky, you beck, you becky Oh! YA LATE, YA LATE, YA LATE You know, YA LATE, YA LATE, YA LATE “I donʼt believe in color. My mother raised me better. Even if I say nigger, I would never admit it” FUCK YOU! YA LATE, YA LATE, YA LATE
3.
Why are men such fucking trash You hinge on dominance to last You chase the money to catch the ass Iʼll pay for dinner, nigga Iʼll hold the door, you cracka So fuck the system Fuck these cisdudes they are useless It is proof that men are trash. So fuck the system Fuck these cisdudes they are useless It is proof that men are trash. Weʼll reproduce without your ass — and thatʼs scary Why donʼt you admit that you hate women Reject your compliments, and you get violent You say that youʼre the good guy, we donʼt buy it. I donʼt trust you in close space I donʼt trust you in no space So fuck the system Fuck these cisdudes they are useless It is proof that men are trash. So fuck the system Fuck these cisdudes they are useless It is proof that men are trash. Weʼll reproduce without your ass — and thatʼs scary So fuck the system Fuck these cisdudes they are useless It is proof that men are trash. So fuck the system Fuck these cisdudes they are useless It is proof that men are trash. Weʼll reproduce without your ass I say me too - and itʼs fuckin sad Iʼve gotta prove that shit to you Though Iʼm sure you had a clue. There are predators in your crew — and thatʼs scary
4.
Mayo Supreme 01:23
youʼre not the only one who got guns and a hunger for power weʼre not the only ones you shat on who are coming for your last born mayo supremeʼs the dream? you keep thinking your people aint leeching you be coming for our passports so we be fucking up that ass, boy mayo mayo mayday mayday mayday, save our ship mayo mayor governor we see you take our shit with your gerrymander, gentrify, redline you are out your mind you be coming for our future and we be fucking up that ass, hoe you are out your gotdamn mind yea, weʼve come to replace you youʼve been fuckin up our lives its overdue
5.
ShirkJerk 01:40
This is haram you know qurʼan donʼt do us harm donʼt be so bad piss off your dad heʼll cut off your phone then youʼll be mad blame it on us say its our fault we did no wrong we serve allah you wrote a punk song Father, O Father, Iʼm sure that itʼs true. The drama, the fitnah Iʼm causing for you. Searching and searching for certainty. Only thing certain I know is your TRASH. UGH. Sister, O Sister, Iʼm sure that youʼre mad. your blaming your caging on me? What a drag! “Faggot oh faggot, you thought that you had it. Allah and your family handles your baggage.” Shirk Shirk Shirk your dick off, your head is in your hands. You can leave my by the waste side, Iʼll call you when I care. Brother, O Brother, youʼve fucked me the most Tuck me in corners and torch all my poems Coolin oh coolin, your using your kufi To cup out the koolaid you piss UGH. Mother, O Mother, I hate how you feel. Caged in the pages of patriarch spiel. Splitting your kids into spaces that take away agency From you. I guess that weʼre done too. Shirk Shirk Shirk your dick off, your head is in your hands. You can leave me by the waste side, Iʼll call you when I care. AAAAAAAAAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAAH fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you lil bitch.
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Stew 02:31
Oh, Iʼve been shit so long waiting on gold to come gold leaf come now I have found you Oh, fuckin look at what youʼve done I am so god damn whole shotgun hole now I see you they kicked me your art show, honey and that is why i stalked to you to your home Iʼm coming for your soul Iʼm coming for you and if you have come grievance, darling spit it out, i will catch it off your thrown Iʼm coming for your soul im coming for you you - iʼd fuck you into stew suck up your blood and bones youʼre at home I fucking see you and who you gonna love but me, love donʼt you know I would keep you on your toes Iʼm coming for your soul Iʼm coming for you I wanna know you on the inside, baby I wanna climb so deep into your womb Im coming for your soul Iʼm coming for you and who you gonna love but me, love donʼt you know I would keep you on your toes Iʼm coming for your soul Iʼm coming for your soul Iʼm coming for you
8.
Iʼm gonna get me a rope and lynch me a nigger I would shoot him dead but I done broke my trigger Gonna take off my badge, put a hood on my head String him up good, then heʼll be dead In the land of the free and the home of the brave Itʼs the land of the greed and the home of the slave Well god bless america the great You got blood on your hands from your womb to your grave Someone save their soul Theyʼve been killing and stealing for far too long Try to be a good american! Pledge that flag, Iʼm a citizen But they hate me cuz of melanin and they say itʼs in my head So I turn the mirror On these mother fucking racists pieceʼa shits Now I know they want me dead. They want me dead. They want me dead. They want me dead.
9.
Crackhead 01:58
Fuck that Cracka, he a crackhead I donʼt give a fuck what OBF said Cracka ass nazi in his white house Seeking my dick like a motherfuckin light house White boy taking up the whole room Donʼt feel heard, shoot the whole school Wanna be a rebel so he act black Bring it to ya face, get dragged by a fag, mayo! We know you stay mad We know you stay mad We know you stay mad, you a crackhead! We know you stay mad We know you stay mad Youʼre addicted to this, youʼre a crackhead! Youʼre a crackhead Youʼre a crackhead Youʼre addicted to this, youʼre crackhead We know you stay mad We know you stay mad Youʼre addicted to this, you a crackhead! Tell that clown “donʼt touch my crown” Niggas full of rage: we donʼt watch our mouths You pump us full of hate then you bleed us out Then put us on the stage just to take our sound. Okay. This might be the straw, dawg Stick us in the ghetto and say itʼs our fault We pump it full of culture, so here comes the vulture If you got a beef you can peep these balls! We know you stay mad We know you stay mad We know you stay mad, you a crackhead! We know you stay mad We know you stay mad Youʼre addicted to this, youʼre a crackhead! Youʼre a crackhead Youʼre a crackhead Youʼre addicted to this, youʼre crackhead We know you stay mad We know you stay mad Youʼre addicted to this, youʼre a crackhead. Youʼre a crackhead Youʼre a crackhead We know you stay mad We know you stay mad Youʼre addicted to us, you a crackhead BUM.
10.
ISLAMARADO 01:13
Yes I sold my soul to the devil Yes I killed my king with a shovel Yes I put my sorrows in bottles bottled it up and swallowed the throttle yes my power comes from the ghetto yes this bomb was made in colorado no I wonʼt say sorry for sorrows Islamarado, Im leaving tomorrow Donʼt be a drag boy Please come be a fag boy Or theyʼll sell that ass boy Treat you like a black toy No I donʼt see how we can win when power brings up all of your sins gummy butt in gummy butt jello its time that I go to islamarado
11.
Payday 00:55
I missed the fuckin bus again Though I donʼt ride the bus Been trying to cash my fucking check That shit was such a bust I took it to a major bank But they just gave me shit If they donʼt cash my god damn check Well they can cash my dick- AGH DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON I really need this fuckin dough Cause I have a hot date She standing right here next to me At this fucking bank Iʼm feeling kind of full of tears And full of fuckin rage I canʼt even remember The last damn time I ate. SHIT DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON Then this fuckin dude walks up And tried to offer cash Heʼs winking at my lady and I want to whoop his ass Oh how fucking chivalrous Oh god damn fucking kind I need my god damn money or Iʼm gonna lose my mind- DAMN DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON DON Payday payday payday payday PAYDAY!
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There their theyʼre! I see youʼre fucking mad you think i care care care you can kiss my fucking ass mother fucker - I am not the one, uh yea I peeped your peeps you yellow fucking chicken sheep whatʼs fair? weʼve been dying over here. This could be the fuckin hill you die on I swear I am not trying - to scare you out your skin Iʼm just kind of fed and feeling loose youʼre full of dread, well bitch me too hoping that it finally will sink in I am not the only nigga that will kick your fuckin ass There their theyʼre! I know youʼre feeling scared You see the queer queer queers And fear it will spread there, well its true Youʼre kids are prolly gay too We are here with open arms to hold them. fuck the cistem, yea. I love my they them theirs Once in your life, the gift of bitchslap Knocks your right. and you will see - gayʼs a great way to be. BUT to each their own — except for Besoz, post malone. all you dizzy ass bitches can take a pew of seats and I am not the only faggot that will kick your fuckin ass There their theyʼre! I see your turning red booty hole tight with fear cuz the hijab on her head mind your business, ya poorly seasoned chicken [head ass] Donʼt you know that cape, her wings, that sprear, my dear Could knock you dead donʼt get your marbles spread I am not the only muslim that will kick your fuckin ass

about

"While the world burns it’s easy to wallow in the idea that the bad guys will win. The Muslims make tracks that refute the idea of complacency and apathy, and with Mayo Supreme they’ve provided the perfect soundtrack for dancing on the oppressors’ graves." -AFROPUNK

“The album itself is essentially a twelve-track takedown of people who are complacent in white supremacy and don’t see themselves as having a mandate to help break it down. If you find yourself shying away from difficult conversations about identity politics or political work surrounding marginalized groups, you’re probably going to feel actively attacked by this album—and that’s the point. Like all good punk, Mayo Supreme intends to wake people up from apathy toward radical ideas about the human condition and the social structures of the world." -Indy Week

"This album is absolutely NOT for the light hearted, easily offended, or the soft! On this album, The Muslims have made it crystal clear they are not around for the bullshit when it comes to oppression, racism, and white people problems. I’m happy to say that they’ve blessed us with 12 tracks of that as well." -Punk Black

“"It may not be a comfortable listen but that's the whole idea. Systemic racism should not be comfortable. A binary view of gender should not be comfortable. Mayo Supreme takes on difficult subject matter with blazing confidence and brash comportment. It makes these songs unforgettable." -Change The Rotation

"No joke, this band rocks like a mofo, so be sure and add them to your radar." -Dying Scene

credits

released April 1, 2019

2019 MAYO SUPREME by The Muslims
Digitally released by Don’t Panic Records & Distro
Lyrics/Album Art by QADR || Music: The Muslims
Recorded/Produced: Nightsound Studios by David of the woods.
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The Muslims are:
FaraH BaHbaH - Drums
QADR - Vocals and Guitar
Abu Shea - Bass

Learn more about The Muslims at themuzlimz.com

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