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Ey, honestly, when the hell are they going to fuck the kids here first?
Who the hell said they're cruel and smokish? what I mean
It's just the fuckin facts of our life
It's nothing we're proud of, you know what I mean
It's nothing I'd go and brag to my daughter about
I would never let her know anything about that side of my life
I just want to introduce it to all of you
Let me tell you, pull a fat just laza de
21 years later the times were spaced
We blazed nothing was stressful
Met my first nose, nothing felt scary
Draged me back to the arab valley
Mostly happened, what the hell we were the best
Got my a.k.a Lilla flummet
The boys played basketball I pulled from the classroom
4 and 5 grades, bought clothes in a gate out of a black garbage bag
Hang out with Ziegners, Chileans and whites,< br/>Blacks who dreamed of the nordbanken blueprints
A big time gushed forth
Got a terrible vision, found out you were a nigger
Back to downtown, occupy benches
Nothing serious we sit there and joke
The mother went to the hospital, the father had been stabbed
For us the future was already cracked
But hey, we felt good and stuck together
Politicians said the hell it is not wise
Took me away from my mother to a boarding school
Promised me a good life it was all bullshit
I was drawn into a criminal game
And wondering, is it yours or my fault?
I was sitting there when they commit suicide
The mother died, around me there was only forest
Had it not been for my family and my boys
Had I already died at due to blunders
From home to home, 11U stamped
Little Ken by the cop he gets hmtad
Think if he was alone can't even imagine
This one goes out to Kabrolone Ljubljana
And the rest that were there when it went down