National Rifle Association (исполнитель: Beng Beng Cocktail)
Another night, another fight, a bad [bad word] when all is alright Using his gun against a bum, one more dead head I’m drinking’ some wine with my friends under the street’s light He’s saying [bad word] and doesn’t like that [bad word] crack rock steady beat He seems to be a [bad word] sheep He has reached the peek of alcohol and he’s leaving in the street I think he’s going to sleep This man [bad word] with an angry gait There’s so much hate, There is so much hate in her eyes [bad word] Animosity is everywhere, in the streets and in the air Society is infested by pain, for it it’s the only aim The NRA rhymes with shame, vomiting so many deads Selling guns for protection but at the end it’s our [bad word] Now you think you’re the new lord, Gun in your hand and you’re just 15 years old You’ve got this kind of childhood, That we can only live in the hood The NRA leads our world to decay, Selling death everyday Building the streets trapped with bullets All the kids will be in arrest Red the only colour in your head You belong to this gang, And you’re proud to speak this slang You’re not old and it’s your end, All you needed was a good spank