Fuck You, Fuck You, Fuck You and Fuck Society too. (twice) My kind, My kind, My kind belongs nowhere. (twice)
Traduction: Blood For Blood. Dernier appel Fuck You.
Fuck You!!!
heart Even though it's torn apart, it's pumping out nothing but love for you And to my niggaz keep your disses, I got slugs for you I shed blood for you
Man fuck y'all.. [Z-Ro] Nigga fuck all y'all Fuck all these niggaz, and fuck all these hoes If I needed a ride, I called on niggaz If I wanted some ass
die tonight, would you cry for me, would you get high for me And if you know who did the deed would you ride for me Or did you squeeze the shot, jealous
want to you to come and look and see The monster that you've created, look at what you did to me [Z-Ro] They tell me how the liquor ain't good for me
they soft as they cushion They softer than bitches in the worst way, drownin in blood Outlawz my blood brothers, I'd die for these thuggs Say hi to this
Heavy metal lipstick hairy can't be scary Playboy, what the fuck is the proof without the drama play Nigga, what the fuck you got a gun for, if ya gonna
a breeze give me a little please Aristotle I'm not but think of Socrates so are you ready for your lesson blood? democratic non erratic Socratic method
s for every fuckin' time I'm droppin' a shell And that's for every fuckin' time I pop and you yell Mop you in hell, you motherfuckers can't stop us You
Down You Think You Met A Bad Man Walkin You Aint Met A Bad Man Till You Walked Up On Me Hit You With The Glock 2 Times Fuckin Up My Show Shoe Shine
slugs up in to them domes, so go on You'd rather go run a ho check, if you wanna test nuts with Flesh I'm feelin' to lynch ya, mo murda You're runnin'
last for only 2-3 day How these Guyanese niggas be eatin pasta but they love zucchini Rockin valor tennis suits by Sergio Tecchini Them type of cats that call you because you
the real raw -- you can watch me wreck (huh) for the entire nine seasons Cold-blooded flow that got you motherfuckers freezin You (you) must (must) find
for you, close to you Blood in and blood out We goin' all out, bullets just ringing out Guns is just spraying out Yo Bust, hit the dirt layflat You my
what's a beer That's the devil in my ear I been sober a fuckin year And that fucker still talks to me he is all I can fuckin hear Marshall come on we
we call our President, for the present And Mosh for the future of our next generation To speak and be heard Mr. President, Mr. Senator Do you guy's hear
