Текст песни:
Yo, motherfuckers, you know I cant stand ya.
This rap is about ya, don't ya hear what Im saying.
Here is Chief from Bad B., from the motherfucking street.
Talkin about politicians, fuck that shit.
My words are not complex, but I know what I know.
Thats what I got twenty seven years ago.
When I was born, I saw my won way,
Thats why now I say "Fuck it bullshit".
And dont be afraid, Im not a terrible
Rhyme animal.
Im another fuckin prisoner in this fuckin cell.
Freeze, yo, I'm rapper, I ring my bell.
I just hate political fucking motherfucker.
Those who rule me, government suckers,
Those who keep the power and play their game.
Shitty bastards without any shame.
He pulled the trigger and said "Good luck".
I know theyll try to shut me, but I dont give a fuck.
My name is Michey, I rock the microphone.
And I know that I'm strong, 'course I'm not along.
Sisters, brothers, are you here?
Then I've got no fear.
I don't be stupid, it ain't just a fashion.
I do what I do it's not a profession.
It's not a business it's my soul screaming.
How can I resist it, so I'm singing?
I don't write the words, they're inside me.
I just let them go or they can blind me.
This is my message and this is my mission.
I just wanna say "Fuck all ya politicians".
Припев (2 раза)
Fuck, fuck, fuck all ya politicians.
Fuck, fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck all ya politicians.
I just wanna say "Fuck all ya politicians".
They've got energy to blow up their shitty' minds.
But this problem has different sides.
Some just can't understand, 'cause they can't.
But I don't give a shit, I'm gonna going to the end.
This speech is pretty nasty, 'cause the words are disgusting.
But you know - it's true, so you've gotta trust me.
When I rock the house, when I pump up the beat,
When I talk to you about all this bullshit,
Politicians get down, motherfucka get away.
I saw some news on TV the other day.
Yes, we wicked, we wicked, we wicked with the fist.
Who's out there, motherfucka police.
Fuck you, motherfuckers.
Fuck you, motherfucking pigs.
With your fucking minds, fucking hands, fucking hands,
With your dirty words, motherfucking politicians.
Припев (2 раза)
Fuck, fuck, fuck all ya politicians.
Fuck, fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck all ya politicians.
I just wanna say "Fuck all ya politicians".
I gotta going on, going on, going on.
We gotta get away, get away, get away.
I gotta going on, going on, going on.
We gotta get away, get away, get away.
Politicians looking for somebody in jail,
OK, you've never heard this shit.
It's a brand new fuckin' Russian beat.
It's the best, 'cause it's different from the West.
Special announcement, special request,
And this is the point my rhyme is quick.
All governments suck dick.
In any fucking country, any place, any time,
All they do is a crime.
Against me and you, sister and brother,
They can collaborate to support each other.
They can make agreements and all that shit.
They promise and swear, but you know what they need.
Money, power and fuckin' glory,
If you don't believe me, youre a dick, I'm sorry.
No more words, Ive completed my mission.
We said what we said "Fuck all ya politicians".
Припев (2 раза)
Fuck, fuck, fuck all ya politicians.
Fuck, fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck all ya politicians.
I just wanna say "Fuck all ya politicians".
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