panjoe schreef:
Straight shots of the sterno, wick stuck in the bottle empty
THREE blocks to the target we light it and lob it hard at centry
FOUR pigs of the oinking variety guard the market entry
FIVE minutes of flames and then aim the whistle my father lent me
SIX o'clock we meet up and divi the shells among the youngins
SEVEN continents in the shit and smoke like its fuckin London
Before they ATE up the funds our harmony love was bumpin
Now goverment issue NINEs are pointed where your blood is pumpin
TENd to mop up these muttering zombies talker pieces
EL'LL VENt on you harder than Fukashima breezes
In the end when a DOZEN or so ajourn to reason
Youll find the verdict return corrupted in murderous seasons
With INVERTED THIRTY-ONEs and other unlucky omens
Thats why I chugg SEVEN AND SEVEN's till im fuckin homeless
And every time you think my FIFTEEN minutes of fame are up
I spit another SIXTEEN and prove to the world I fuckin own it

discipline schreef:
Ghetto Dreams word het hoogtepunt denk ik! Wat een dik nummer is dat zeg!

Harderwiek schreef:
Gave clip van Outerspace.... Nummer is alleen niet erg spannend

Harderwiek schreef:
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Nieuwe Nas clip. De single was al een tijdje uit, maar hier eindelijk te clip. Niet heel interessant..