Ey, Fuck aina another time another song
for dirty pigs with baton
Here comes a följetång***
The cartel isn't closing down you pour gasoline on the fire
we escalate and become more the fans want more
That's what happens to you hobby sadists
låtsas*** dictators and fascists
have whips at home and fucks with his own fucking sister
how many innocents are we who sit?
*** of your dirty pussies
believe themselves to be strong chose the profession of cheap power
the wife would never bazz*** so he goes on a hunt
He goes out to the programs he's ready for slaughter
and he goes on the attack fuck it we have formed pact
thinking abstract we pay no fucking tax
and the cunts sees everything black or white
We are products of the program outside the law fixing mine
In my eyes are you shits equally as valuable as a plit***
pussies pull baton as soon as they receive criticism
screaming shut up screaming with up with your hands
fuck you pussy you get yarak*** of the rebels!
CHORUS
Fuck nova Fuck felonies and SKL
Bakk*** the entire nation crime gets yarak from rebel
Fuck krogkommisionen and mordkommisionen
The cartel is back fuck aina
Fuck SGI, stakes and the whole piketen***
let it without sin cast the first rock
the whole länskiminalen takes it in the ass
The cartel is back, fuck aina
verse 2
They sabotage the music want to stop our vision
do not like when we mention aina corruption
believe themselves to protect their nation nojiga*** for revolution
pussy complaining about those who are in power
and refuse to improve my situation
so I might in your eyes become a better person
until then I piss on the power
in the first, second and third act
ey fuck it we'll take the chance
Clutches the call between my legs I have never tail
screaming fuck aina and continuing the fight
call me nasty when we go to the attack
I'm sick of being black pissing on aina no snack
in rose garden people are living better in a barrack
so I piss on that skatan*** Beatrice ash
is not afraid of you but watch out for me
I'm as crooked when I sit in a cell, okay?
I hold out stand out my life is not over
I am prepared to fight until my life ends
will never ever back for a bastard cop
I'm program rebel point final
verse 3
Pussies discriminate and just harass
you will never ever be respected in the program
me you can never manipulate
I fight until I die even if the years become more
Hasse Aro*** you aina götslickare***
Who do you make fun of you fucking motherfucker
Your dirty Freemason King of Golarna***
a fat yarak*** in your mouth from the villains
I roll up with the ax and the idea
the guys that shoot as soon as they get the chance
attempted murder of police no evidence
a good pig is a dead pig
Next time someone shoots at a cop bastard
I'll scream JIPPIE with huge letters
press up your badge in your mother's cunt
take your service weapon and do everyone a favor
and put the opening to your head and press until it clicks
it was Sebbe from the cartel who said it come on
I challenge one, two, yes everyfuckingbody
never gonna back for a filthy copwhore!