Down

It's always when I'm laid back and easy
Dat a motherfucker come down and ruin da party
Every situation is a pretext, futility
What don't you ovastand when mi say
Please don't talk to me?

The first one is twenty, knows everything
Is Angry, break anything
Thinks he's da one who's right
Because he's makin great studies
Knows what's all about
But don't know what da lil' thing is...

Get tha fuck out!

Cuz mi gettin irritable
If ya damn shit was edible
I'd rather eat it dan get all from ya blowjob box!
Why do you think your the navel
While you're just a common asshole
The mad cow among the cattle
Yes my speech quite shocks!

Dat's splitting my head
All your shit is unkind
Wud you be in my stead?
Why don't ya get out of my way while
I get down!
Down The second is a little bit older
With a little bit more experience than the other
But with that stoopid condescending behaviour
Always justifyin me I've been taught the wrong manner.

And when this motherfucker grabs my balls
He jumps and falls, den he fuck'em in a trice
And that's something I suppose shows
How many shit I magnetize

Oh when those motherfuckers grab my balls,
They jump and fall, den they fuck'em in a trice
That's why I cud hose those hose
Be quiet, that's my last advice!

Dat's splitting' my head
While I'm gettin down
Splittin my head
While I'm gettin down

Down...

Dat's splitting my head
All your shit is unkind
Wud you be in my stead?
Why don't ya get out of my way while
I get down!
Down And what about the last ones
The kings among the morons
Those fuckers with de white domes
The seventish ol'shit!
They're now driven by hate & fear
Racists & radical talks appear

And start to rot my atmosphere
When geezer loses his wit...

I'd rather take a shit!
Than hear 'em spit...



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Writer(s): Ze Gran Zeft
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