Тексты песен «Leng Tch'e»

I drive around in my stolen car Public places are my goal Aiming for a massive body count Hail to Allah, my personal whore Packed with dynamite, I will destroy In the name of the good Lord Blown to pieces, scattered...

Flooded with crap creating overdose Abundance of junk - creativity is lost Mediocre at best, just chugging along Just the same shit in a different coat It seems like they all enjoy & compete To rip off bands that had...

[lyrics : Isaac] Well, will you look at those nerds, try to be as cool as possible So busy with their image, don't you see you're ridiculous? More schmink, less brains, more image, less soul More show, less thoughts,...

Ooh baby, get your hood all shining We're gonna ride all night long I love your greasy leather beneath my big fat bung Pedal to the metal, here we go... I want trucks, motels, whores, mullets, barfights, horny sluts I...

Multiple shots fired the lack of control For now we are the haunted in our own environment The breed of hate - I clench my teeth For we create - our own beings Cause all by our feeble minds We blame TV - for our own...

Is this what it has come to? Is this what you call a scene? Every week the rehashed shit Every week beating around the bush This is the overkill - this bill repeated to death They are the modern rockstars The flaccid...

Hide behind your fuckin' flag Country-ass hillbilly bastards Scatter by your ignorance Another bunch of retards Fed by spineless policies Do yourself a patriotic pleasure Leng Tch'e Patriotic...

Yeah baby, I'm on a roll Checkin' booty walkin' down da street Wicked playaz clear da hood Cause ya don't wanna mess with me I'll pull my piece out mothafucka I'll put a fuckin' cap in yer ass With a stilleto I'll cut...

What is this sitcom therapy? What is emulation of empathy? Thrashcan dating Big Brother shows, it's a brothel of emotions Why the fuck should I care about a suburb bitch that can't find a man? Why the fuck should I care...

Independence is at an all time low Personal development thrown out the door Is it for the cashflow? Or does one simply not give a fuck anymore? Robotized by a charted life We are all remote controlled For economic...

What a vicious lucrative masquerade serving up compliments and bullshit, an idolated friend-foe policy honesty is a burden in this scenery Whatever happened to be yourself? Whatever happened to "speak your mind'?...

9 to 5, empty shells do their part for society Numb yourself, get it on day in day out Braincells degrade for the sake of a paycheck IQ selectively reduced for a schematic... life Ambition left the heart of men

[lyrics : Isaac] Now you're hardcore, then black metal, Next is death and there comes grind Oops there's rap and drum 'n bass And techno comes into your sight I'd like to know who you are, I'd like to know if you are...

[lyrics : Sven and Isaac] Ever seen those guys who think they are so metal, acting like posers? Tough guy-ruin the scene, tough guy-kind of the pit You bang and mosh so violent to hurt some people on purpose Tough...

[lyrics : Isaac] Blablablablablablablablah, Blablablablablablablablah, Blablablablablablablablablaaaah!!! Stop bitching me around like that, Stop commanding me all the time, Stop acting like a regular know-it-all Stop...

Their trivial trials Making us fight for their wars In the name of some system Dictatorship Adorn Disconnecting - our free thought minds Dividing - what could be unity Because they know That's where our power lies All...

Come on see me now I used to live next door Until I spoke to Satan I now live in a mental home Something snapped inside my head Leng Tch'e Terminal Excess Patient found on...

I wanna be a macho man My testosterone flies off the pan Props and requisets five me that extra glit But nothing equals the size of my bling I'm a jerk, I'm a dick, all I wanna do is park my prick I wanna be a macho man...

This is the fucking fist This is our outlet of anger, our escape from the routine This is our reason to breathe The embodiment of a dream Revolt on all your senses Exclude all which makes numb The revolution of music...

Genuine or devious, motives tested to the end Masked intentions overrule any form of trust in me A preordained psychosis infused to a bitter end The plastic motive, hypcrite means to and end Masked emotions destroy...