The Ballad Of Mangled Homeboys
homeboys are hanging around in the streets
high on crack
talking bout pussies and the walls are daubed
with their names
none of the gang realized the approaching black car
bodies are falling and human flesh is riddled with holes
agonizing scores - the sidewalk is covered with bowels
a bullet blows off a homeboy's lower-jaw
distributes the teeth on the floor - his head is raw
while he bleeds to death he pulls the trigger of his piece
mowing down his enemies just like rotten trees
homeboys are lying around in the streets
mangled and dead
their pussies are weeping and the walls are daubed
with their brains
A Balada dos Moleques Machucados
os moleques tão parados na rua
chapados de crack
falando de putaria e as paredes tão sujas
com os nomes deles
nenhum dos manos percebeu o carro preto se aproximando
corpos caindo e a carne humana cheia de buracos
cenas de agonia - a calçada tá coberta de tripas
uma bala arranca a mandíbula de um moleque
espalha os dentes pelo chão - a cabeça dele tá toda machucada
enquanto ele sangra até morrer, puxa o gatilho da arma
metralhando os inimigos como se fossem árvores podres
os moleques tão jogados na rua
mutilados e mortos
tas putarias tão chorando e as paredes tão sujas
com os cérebros deles