R
Ripp
Guest
I'm not racist, this ain't comin from hate, this coming
from too much love for the people that die everday by
Palastinian terrorists:
History is today, it just need to be said/ written quoted
and nationaly bred/ if its hot, it'll mark the spot/ even go
to the top of some major minds up in some political
squad/ and from there its just spread like Palastinians
over my home land/ breedin like rabbits like their f.cking
afraid to be shot dead and cease to exist/ so they hustle
the whole world into believing they're innocent and we're
the big beast to the least/ f.ck that, truethfully people
have to be dum to believe such scum that still live under
the sun in the holy land/ makin it less holy, stickin bombs
up their a$$ and blowin up on us like we a pile a' trash
sittin around with no soul/ what kinda heart beats inside
them ma fukas while our blood stain the walls/ and the
world looks in the other direction/ nuthin big goin on
enough for conviction/ and the blame is on our heads
for some political reason i think some said... but you
know what, i'm fed up with this bull sh.t, give a f.ck bout
international presentment/ all i feel is resentment that
we ever let em live through the years/ should have
taken care of those b.tches during the ****ing 60's/
would a' saved plenty of lives and plenty a'tears/ prevented
hatred in hearts and country in fears/ so they say its in-human
to blow up a whole nation/ but destructive societies as
them are due to analiation, so les get it on anyway you
comprehend my tension/ its sad, but to survive i can't
let sensation upset my aggrevation/ so i'm all for da
occasion/ and..yo, don't feel bad they're not even a nation/
just a bunch a'nomads that got stuck up in my country
centuries ago/ with their messanger from Alla telling
them so/ that this is their soil and so they follow, cause
they have no place to go, even their own brothers won't
let them in their territories/ they know the story, they know
the deal/ once they set foot in, pollution fills the atmosphere/
so thats their frustration and reason for da holy war,
they stink and no one even wants to bury them on thier
country's soil/ so heat boils up and people die, brain
washed sycho's suicide in the name of - who f.cking
cares, not me/ while their families are parading the
streets/ makin our death their holiday, and for that they
pray 5 times a day/ thinking giving us hell will take them
to heaven/ f.ck all this world and the stupid a$$ leaders
that still wana save them!
from too much love for the people that die everday by
Palastinian terrorists:
History is today, it just need to be said/ written quoted
and nationaly bred/ if its hot, it'll mark the spot/ even go
to the top of some major minds up in some political
squad/ and from there its just spread like Palastinians
over my home land/ breedin like rabbits like their f.cking
afraid to be shot dead and cease to exist/ so they hustle
the whole world into believing they're innocent and we're
the big beast to the least/ f.ck that, truethfully people
have to be dum to believe such scum that still live under
the sun in the holy land/ makin it less holy, stickin bombs
up their a$$ and blowin up on us like we a pile a' trash
sittin around with no soul/ what kinda heart beats inside
them ma fukas while our blood stain the walls/ and the
world looks in the other direction/ nuthin big goin on
enough for conviction/ and the blame is on our heads
for some political reason i think some said... but you
know what, i'm fed up with this bull sh.t, give a f.ck bout
international presentment/ all i feel is resentment that
we ever let em live through the years/ should have
taken care of those b.tches during the ****ing 60's/
would a' saved plenty of lives and plenty a'tears/ prevented
hatred in hearts and country in fears/ so they say its in-human
to blow up a whole nation/ but destructive societies as
them are due to analiation, so les get it on anyway you
comprehend my tension/ its sad, but to survive i can't
let sensation upset my aggrevation/ so i'm all for da
occasion/ and..yo, don't feel bad they're not even a nation/
just a bunch a'nomads that got stuck up in my country
centuries ago/ with their messanger from Alla telling
them so/ that this is their soil and so they follow, cause
they have no place to go, even their own brothers won't
let them in their territories/ they know the story, they know
the deal/ once they set foot in, pollution fills the atmosphere/
so thats their frustration and reason for da holy war,
they stink and no one even wants to bury them on thier
country's soil/ so heat boils up and people die, brain
washed sycho's suicide in the name of - who f.cking
cares, not me/ while their families are parading the
streets/ makin our death their holiday, and for that they
pray 5 times a day/ thinking giving us hell will take them
to heaven/ f.ck all this world and the stupid a$$ leaders
that still wana save them!