Текст (слова) песни: The Terrorists - Blow Dem Hoes Up

 
Blow dem hoes up cause all of these punks 
Behind my back they call me nigga and on my face they front 
You see, I know the real deal 
And that`s the main reason why I serial kill 
Now mothafuckas livin` straight up fake these days 
And it`s gonna take The Terrorists to pave the ways 
Remember way back? When a long time ago 
A nigga couldn`t even look at a white hoe 
Now you think you got blackman in check 
You better give me my respects, redneck 
That`s bullshit and Dope-E don`t like that 
Egypt made a hype track, now it`s time to fight back 
Get back cause I`m too strong 
I been waitin` to say this for so long 
You been holdin` me back and now I`m pissed 
So I lift my head up and raise my power fist 
Cause you`re prejudiced and I know this is unjustice 
We need to fix thus next on my hitlist 
Cause, damn it, I`m tired 
I blow you hoes up and set this world on fire... 
 
Blow these hoes up... 
Prejudiced bastards... 
Tell`em, Dope... 
 
Prejudiced white mothafuckers upset me 
I wanted to blow dem hoes up but the Coalition wouldn`t let me 
See, you`re obsessed that fact that I`m black 
And I`m obsessed that fact that I`m black with a bat 
Swingin` on the head of a honky 
Callin` me shit, junk and jigaboo and don`t even know me 
I`m feel to put stop to this 
All the conversatin` and waitin` is over, punk, throw your fist 
And face the black nation 
Demalest the hope of meditation 
Cause th whole damn committee is white 
That shit ain`t right and Dope-E don`t like it 
These mothafuckas try to claim authority 
Provin` on majority, make us to commit larceny 
On a white shit talker 
Includin` your white hoes too cause we`re bitch stalkers 
And The Terrorists` about to murder your ass 
Real slow over evil sounds 
Terror strikes the light and the whites might not like 
Tonight to overcome the daylight... 
 
Blow dem hoes up... 
Prejudiced bastards... 
Tell`em, Dope... 
 
Dope-E tellin` you the story of facts 
Writin` exact to wax, fuck you oreo-blacks 
Cause you`re jockin` the other, you don`t know your color 
You need to learn to hang with your sistas and brothas 
Your momma shoulda told you not to fuck with white trash 
Cause when the shit hits the fan they won`t cut for your ass 
All they do is turn their noses 
And that reminds me of Guns`N Roses 
I heard you used the word `nigga` in your song 
When we see your punk group we gonna whip that ass long 
Face the Holocauster, fool, and my DJ Egypt-E got my back 
With a gat and he`ll spray your whole crew, fightin` back you ain`t able 
 
You be layin` in dramaroom with attorney and boosty cables 
They`ll try to jumpstart your fuckin` heart 
And time they get it started I`m gonna rip it apart 
You sissy mothafucka, see, nobody needs you 
Step to the terror set and you`ll have ceasors 
Honky, see how I sound, yeah, you hate it 
Now go with that misteminor shit before I get aggravated... 
 
Blow these hoes up... 
Prejudiced bastards... 
Tell`em, Dope...
 

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