B.I.N.I. - Revenge lyrics

Verse 1: It´s forty six thirty five till the day that they die When they´re gathered they scream ´cause they got mutual pride Let´s go back to the mid-eighties, when foreign people came there from all kinds of countries Skinheads start to hide with bats in the bushes, wait to attack some black roaches All of sudden a team was formed to put this zip code on the map Let´s go back when street and the people heard a teaser and showed it love and respect Not to long ago, they lost two beautiful queens and the zip code is still devastated, motivated to get this prick and watch him mutilated The prick´s life is getting shorter as the years go by You can play hide and seek, but not with 4635 Chorus: Revenge-Revenge-Revenge (Why) Revenge-Revenge-Revenge (aha) X2 Verse 2: Do these people really hate him? Are they here to beat him? Nobody seems to like him Somebody please come and save him He ´s walking around with sweat on his face and his f**ed up thoughts This sh** is k**ing him, soon he´ll blow this spot up with dozens of gunshots He hates this place, he hates their ways cause they always come around and beat his face Three hundred and sixty five days, he has been calling for peace and space They say he´s not perfect so he needs to get his a** chased Enough is enough This life is tough, never knew this sh** would be that rough He´s trying his best too survive in every cla**room His anger has increased, he can feel it he can feel the f**ing volume. (Chorus) Verse 3: He lived in the zip code was a Caucasian skitzo who could not get fixed though, but he had a family to feed and a daughter to raise MAN feel bad for this seed Cause one day they found daddy with a bullet in his head. He shot himself crazy daddy is dead His wife got crazier, just like her people from the north She´s walks all the time, back and forth Haven´t seen his kid for a while, last time Dalmatino Man saw her she was like a broken child… God bless this kid and hope she makes it If she doesn´t she will hang out in bad places with bad faces. (Faces) You probably have seen her mother crazy on a bench, waiting for her husband to come back with his French. But her kid knows daddy ain´t coming back, so 4635 let me hear you scream revenge. (Chorus)