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All right! When we go up in this goddamn house
all I want is the motherfuckin kids!
As far as pops I don t give a fuck what you do...
Bust him in his motherfuckin head!
If he got any money, take it!
If there is money there, rob the motherfuckin joint!
As far as moms bust her in her goddamn head!
Dumb bitch, that s the reason we re going up in there!
She don t know what the fuck she s talkin about!

Everyone get back, this is a rap jack
I m takin your kids brains, you aint gettin em back
With a move of perfection, my dissection
Some call it lethal injection
I m gonna fill em with hard drums
Big drums, bitches, hoes and death, come on and get some
I m not the nigga that you want to leave your kids alone
Cause I got my own opening-dome kit
And once again I m gonna put them under my fuckin spell
They might start givin you fuckin hell
Start changin the way they walk
They talk, they act, now, whose fuckin fault is that?
The home invader...

Yo, moms you can basically just suck my dick!
This is a home invasion...
Yo, pops that shit you talkin is noise! Word! You full of shit!

Check this out, moms, I said time bomb
And they sit in your house and remain calm
Till you feed em lies and the flip
Start talkin crazy shit (Fuck you!)
Might call you and pops a fool
Tell ya that s why they hate school
Been offensive and askin questions
Give your brain indigestion
Why? Why? Because I have indoctrinated the youth
Yhey re mentally intoxicated with truth
So they know the noise you talk are lies
Pretty damn soon they ll be by (I m outta here)
They listen to me and i give em the real
And every night caps get peeled
And every night a ho gets smacked
A fool gets jacked
Now, whose fuckin fault was that?
The home invaders...

Yo! Yo! Yo!
All that shit you taught me, mom, was full of shit!
Know what I m sayin ?
How the fuck you gonna tell me to run my motherfuckin life?
Bitch! You dont even know who the fuck you are!
You talkin about you don t like rap, you don t like how I dress!
Yo! Fuck you and pops! I m outta here!
Both of y all can kiss my ass...

All cops want me, so does the F.B.I.
Because my rhymes are fly
They still tryin to stop m,e shut me down block me
Make motherfuckas boycott me
But that will never happen, it s impossible
I move straight through all obstacles
They say I m fuckin up the minds of little kids
But half of my fans are in college
P.M.R.C. suck my dick, please
You can kiss my ass while you re on your knees
Word! You re listening to the verbal assassinator
E s the crossfader, your factual updater
Until your cranium grows like uranium
Hard as titanium, parents, I m blamin em
For teachin you lies about life, racist viewpoints
And other trite bullshit they learned back in the day
While I learned about death from an A.K.
But they ll never quite understand
Bam, bam, bam, no gat is the Walkman
Boom, bash, yeah, yo, it s goin down
Me and Ice Cube are in town
But the fuckin pigs cancelled the concert
They re just scared of some niggers that do work
What they do? What did I do?
Just say truth motherfucka and it s comin through
I tell you what we did: we stole your fuckin kids
The home invader...

All right! we got the motherfuckin kids!
We outta here! C mon...

Und wenn dein Bild in meinen Träumen erscheint,
ich weine im Schlaf, ich bin so allein.

Ich frage mich was ich hab,
ich glaub, ich brauch einen Arzt,
wegen dir,
du machst mich krank,
ich denk an Dich zu oft!

Frag...

To crawl on hallowed ground without a map;
to walk on hollow legs, leaving no footprint;
to drift like a ghost through the quarters of lost desire;
breathing underwater,
still running through the fire.
Four horsemen drive the coach of Holocaust home;
and with what sense of history do we...

Walkin shattered, confused, disturbed and alone
Feeling like someone just ripped your heart out and replaced it with a stone
Wandering as somewhere someone out there feels like you do
Open your eyes to realize that the only one holding on to you is you

When you re out there, you re out...

Crowds that scream at superstars
Where bouncers show their battle scars
I ve been the first to sign on every wall
Down the road and round the bend
We pray to God it never ends
I ve been, I ve seen, we ve screamed to everyone

We ll see...

Un gesto una señal
una sonrisa, un aviso,
un saludo casual
una oportunidad
una balada que juntos podamos
bailar
conocernos mejor
esta noche tú y yo
te pido hoy una...
luz verde para amar
a gran velocidad
con sentimiento...