laws, no regulations no fashion strips, no race relations (chorus) i just wanna run around i don't wanna settle down politically fashionable scenes fascist managers dreams my politics
Übersetzung: The Damned. Politik.
t need no politics to make me dance No rules no laws no regulations No facist friends no race relations I just wanna run around I don't wanna settle down Politically
: A new day for a mission Another sunrise in your heart Gimme tears of the wrong The hate of convicts The glamous of the damned Rule of Benedict
comes the clonin, they're makin new creation Secretly forming soldiers of you and they station No more free education on former segregation Politics
wid it You-You-You- You couldn't hit me with a hollow tip even if u graduated with a sniper scholarship ignolige it and fuck the politics cause if they
to the bottom of your shoe oooo I said Mr. Man that ain?t nice You gotta treat a girl right Take her out wine and dine her Always be polite Kid, no good
that I had a talk with my uncle and he agreed that My privacy about the only thing I need back But it's hard to think of them polite flows Mr. fano poloto
m low down and I'm shiftee! "And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him and ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from.." I lace tunes
when I lost my inspiration And I couldnt get it back again (no) I trusted everyone else so completely Well I was deaf, dumb and blind But Ill be damned
like herb Police askin questions, plus the IRS Know my telephone number, and my home address Momma wonderin how can my baby be involved in this mess From ill street politics
: First time I seen your face I was like damn Put your arm around my waist I was like man Gentle with the touch I ain't fuss still a strong hand I
dress has never broken my heart before And, ballin's something that I'm fed up with I'mma do the damn thing, watch me do the damn thing Cause I know
yeah Have you ever seen 50 thousand strong with their hands in the air Up and down like hell, yeah [Baby] So fresh, so fly, so sweet, so polite So much
a stand For all I care I'm just bein' used yeah! How could I care about my own country How could I care about what's yours or mine How could I care about fuckin' politics
I'm calling you out, To let you know we know, Your branding shines like gold, And hides the shit below. Ever thought that's why Jordan is no politics
Gleiche: das die Kohle nich reicht Das unser Lohn zu hoch ist, wenn man mit Polen vergleicht Das die Wirtschaft schwachelt, wegen unsrem Chronischen Geiz Damn
