Woorden:
Geweld

moer tegen z'n wil toch op de vloer. Het maakte veel lawaai ik had een hoed geveld, zonder demper, de smeris was gebeld. Met al dat geweld, had ik nog

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost, but now I'm found Was blind, but now I see T'was grace that taught my

The currents rage deep inside us This is the age of video violence The currents rage so deep inside us This is the age of video violence Up in the morning

You taste like heaven baby A brand new craving lately Surround me, I'm drowning Let me hit this, so delicious [Pre-chorus:] You make me feel So fierce

It be her friends nigga that's who It be your bitch friends nigga they be Nigga they be all up in your mix nigga I don't even, ay nigga she don't love

A Violncia travestida faz seu trottoir (Humberto Gessinger) no ar que se respira, nos gestos mais banais em regras, mandamentos, julgamentos tribunais

[Hook] We like those gangsta rhymes... Just make sure they don't corrupt our minds... These rappers kill and thief... A lot of times it's only make believe

(sicx's end) Sticky as a 'gasm (I guess orgasm, most rap never makes sense, why the fuck should this) I'm more hated than a nazi schwarzeniggaz is my

Bitch made me go to church but our revolution's, revolution's so hard that it hurts. Stealing camels from her purse 'cause our revolution's, revolution