WARRIORS FROM HELL
Warriors from hell set lose and oh so near
You have so much to fear
Now shut up for you must hear
You've been found guilty in OUR court of law
Your life cut short
You've drawn the short end of the straw
They'll swoop down upon you
And take you off somewhere
Far, far yonder
No one will hear your screams
Filling the darkness of the night
As they slice you open
With a very sharp knife
I watch as your blood soaks deep into the sand
Standing over your evil thin body
Not lending you a hand
I want you to know
It was I who sent you off screaming
To that fiery black hell below
For touching my sweet baby daughter
I have cast your destiny with a gutted slaughter
Now FUCK YOU
You smell
OLD SCHOOL WAYS
© 1999 Miss BB
Old school ways where have you gone
Brothers and Sisters what have we done wrong?
To those who rode long ago who were strong?
The wars fought for the blood of those sought
Spilled upon the ground
Have we forgotten to hang our heads and look upon the blood?
LOOK DOWN!
Lives lost, given and taken
So that we may ride
I think it’s time we all awaken!
Freedom, honor, loyalty, respect
Have we no regret
For our warriors who feel neglect
Old school ways
We must bring back
Through our children it’s not to late
Scooter trash ruled the life in the past
Scooter trash must rule again at last
Spreading fear and blood on our land
So we may once again stand
Stop the tears for the old timers that flow
They have not been forgotten
I will let them know
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