Bad boy bad boy what you gonna do when they come for you…..
there are in my small town too many criminally,
i just pass by and engage them,
that is why…again i have 6 stitches,
these fuckers know how to fight by the way
I yell heeeeeeey!!
Yes it was with the marrocans, and do not call me a racist,
if you do, well then you call my mother and ask her who is my best friend,
holy shit, it is a marrocan that works pays his taxes and all round he is a good person,
what does piss me off if these… fucking go to the security services to get help from the state,
and obviously i see them in the park selling drugs, not cool but i am a fool, thinking or just reacting
that one person a.k.a ….me, can be the hero, not really, i just go and bust faces,
wich no wonder with 5 guys i got the shit beat out of me, but i will say that that the two that
came first ended up in kookos nest.
Again five or six stitches, but they told me to go to the hospital wich i refuse, they called the police
and his name is Luis, they all know me by the way, just that you fucking rat.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses, wooooooha! gentesses….hummmm