hardcore cause you spike your hair. when a jock still lives inside your head. nazi punks, nazi punks, nazi punks, fuck off! nazi punks, nazi punks, nazi punks
for you to see But now I'm pointin the finger at police instead of motherfuckers blamin' me I got the right to bear a pistol And when them punk motherfuckers
hard for you to see But now I'm pointin the finger at police instead of them motherfuckers blamin me I got the right to bear a pistol And when the punk
, I'm gon' be a fuckin problem Do you believe in ghosts, motherfucker? Real live black... ghosts Feel me? [Verse One: 2Pac] Some say I'm crazy, these punk
, but your heart ain't like mine Press, they look at me like I'm a menace I was playin with guns while your momma had your punk ass playin tennis I'm
my niggaz, I gotta come up and recoup, you keep the dope just bring me six figures Is it a bust? I hear the sirens, run for cover over the fence and
the dough Getting the hoes [???] Pumping the flow, gangster ho cause the nose knows Check the pose, froze, when you see me close Punks you gonna roast
solved, with my balls, my ears This is me, who's got to be What you see on TV, what you hear on CD, what appears easy Man these teenie boopers see me on these magazine covers
what's poppin nigga put your motherfucking hand on your strap nigga Thug Luv nigga we can do this like gangstas and slug it out or be like punks and punk
Im a lunatic, "click", Runnin me dick in, They cocked, they plot, Say who know when, but me be fuckin, Thats right, I chopp, Me be the punk who calling
Berlin auf high-class-Beats. Die hassen, doch keiner kann sich dem Hipe entziehen! Sie tippen sich wund, Spammer wie Chatter! Der mit der Frise wie Punker
we remained strong, others broke like glass Cos you lack style, and you need all the help brother Cos you're fragile, and it should say it on your cover
the pigs throw a raid on the spot It was once said I smoke so much weed, by a brother That I look like the nigga on the zig-zag cover Maybe I usta look
over now, One nation under a groove, Smoke a pound for the strict of it, Everytime I make a move, Smooth and togetha, Raw like leatha, Ain't goin' out like a punk
an example Just a little sample How I could just kill a man One-time tried to come in my home Take my chrome I said, "Yo, it's on!" Take cover son or
: (Punk Cover -Text von Bertold Brecht) In Erwagung unserer Schwache machtet ihr Gesetze, die uns knechten soll'n die Gesetze seien kunftig nicht beachtet
ruins 3 deals that another nigga got you they didn't see skills And I ain't playing your a brother getting cheated And Ja Rule be praying on his cover
ruins three deals That another nigga got you, they didn't see skills And I ain't playin', you a brother gettin' cheated And Ja Rule be prayin' on his cover