: Musik: I.Humpe, Uwe Fahrenkrog Petersen Text: Heike Kospach Es regnet nicht nur in der regenzeit es schuttet aus kubeln nur so runter wie stellst
gold usw, du machst nix und darauf bist du stolz usw, ich hang am block den ganzen tag und ich mach usw, dies usw, das usw, maskulin sind die king's
Musik: I.Humpe, Uwe Fahrenkrog Petersen Text: Heike Kospach Es regnet nicht nur in der regenzeit es schuttet aus kubeln nur so runter wie stellst du
usw, maskulin sind die king's im revier usw, wir rapen bis die muschi's explodieren usw, ich bin jeden tag auf der street usw, ...usw, ...usw! Hook:
: Combien de disparus qui n'ont pas disparu Qui sont alles ailleurs Combien d'hommes qui s'en vont Parce qu'un mot a la con Leur a brise le coeur Combien
: Ich wei? grad noch woher ich komm? Wei? nicht wohin ich geh? Ich wei? nur ich fand dich schon lange gut etc. Dann wird es Nacht, dann wird es Morgen
: [Chorus: sampled from Black Moon's "How Many MC's Must Get Dissed"] Pen predator Pen predator, et cetera et cetera [x7] Pen predator, et cetera, yeah
Chorus: (sampled from Black Moon's "How Many MC's Must Get Dissed") Pen predator Pen predator, et cetera et cetera (7X) Pen predator, et cetera, yeah
I see him coming We hold our rock we are ready The thing we'll do to him They aren't fit for anyone Hey this is serious business I'm gonna hate
You're not punk and I'm telling everyone. Save your breath, I never was one. You don't know what I'm all about. Like killing cops and reading Kerouac.
Friend called today Said "No more no way" He saw things different today Ran out of trust The world ain't big enough For a feeling
Did you ever have one of those days This is a day like any other day You are free to wake up and shave Soapy hands fumbling on porcelain Hot, good coffee
Walked beyond the fence, played outside our yard. You took it hard. Through a one-way door hinged high on doubt. No ins, no outs. I like my clothes. Don
Welcome to your new home. Here's your bed. You'll sleep alone. Getting everything you wanted and some. Here's the kitchen. Cook alone. Look at the water
Swallow your pride. But take it slow. What's left inside without your words You might just choke on it. And you wouldn't want to do a thing like that.
