You are sh** you filthy pig
Your muck is of the ugliest kind
All you fell is money greed
Depose it in your radio
Rifki
You don't care about us in here
You would s** us out in vein
But remember what you live from
We keep coming back again
Rifki
s**ing UP the prison warder
You bow down onto the floor
Even so I'll k** you Rifki
When he leaves the prison door