[Verse 1: Suffa] I make tracks for the, certified For the, b-boys For the, disempowered For the, unemployed For the, worried mothers counting groceries
[LOC] Suburban Noize Records Go Kottonmouth Kings 2004 We got this punk hip-hop shit on lock. [Chorus] We are the Outcast?s. Running renegades. Modern
Funf Meter hinter mir ? ja da darf er gehn Auf keinen Fall darf er neben mir stehn Ansehn darf er mich aber ich ihn nicht Anlacheln ist schon furchterlich
Thugged out militia, 2001 Now put your cards on the motherfucking table and see what's What, give life the dick hard she a slut That will make her feel
(pressure) i make tracks for the certified for the b-boys for the disempowered for the unemployed for the worried mothers counting Roseries for my friends
Banned from the end of the world I've no millennial fear The future is here, it comes every year If you want me there, I'll play forever dear Open up
In deserts I was preaching The hand of God was with me Baptized with water and I praised The one who came behind me To save us all with the holy ghost
blackened earth and sphere pronounced stronger than before it bleeds for all reason it bleeds for the earth and sun i cannot recall the choices the taste
[Music/lyrics: Mieszko] Ha??r f??rga?¦s ett liv pa?¦ en sekund Det finns inget mer att ha??mta ha??r Som fa?¦gelskra??mmor pa?¦ utbra??nda fa??lt
That's my cigar You'll steal another Hey bummers we got work to do Since when did you become me mother Ah stop your bawling Hey, who asked you?! Try
Mush-Try Bottle Alley or the harbor Race-Try Central Park it's guaranteed Crutchy-Try any banker bum or barber Kid Blink-They almost all knows how to
I packed a bag With clean underwear and bore Some worry and nag And more stuff from the top drawer I packed some drag And I took it out on tour Took
There's entertainment news on the hotel tv They run it for 24 hours Where stars discuss celebrity And celebrities talk about stars And who's having who
Every day we gotta play in the game of life Liars try to put us down, we won't run and hide [bridge] Stronger we are, than all the bastards and fools
This time I won't be hanging around I'll sever the ties that have me gagged and bound (your idle hands have tied you down) What's to lose, enemies or
Look at this marvelous garden washed by warm rays of the sun. Once I had roamed here until my power hasn't gone. Formerly I had been free, I had been
Thunder and Fire Raping the Sky Lustfilled Desire The Weak Ones must Die Warriors of Death shall Rise Tonight Coming to Kill the Morninglight Nowhere