Letras:
Bad Genes

No respect for anything, No respect for anyone There?s no good that?s left in me, Destruction is what I do for fun No control of what I say No control

Is this the end? The time has come; but we?ve got no reaction Still fighting each other, destroying our faction Are we still fighting for the same cause

I can live my life without money of fame I won?t take part in society?s game I can see the rich looking down on the poor Their heads up high like they

I won?t kneel down Before anyone A country full of fucking pricks Is what this has become Set us up for failure And force us to believe But all that

Yo me and my niggas and my clique be getting mad cream Balling the club, now I'm drunk having a bad dream This mothafucker tried to greet me with wealth

Tradução: Watson, Gene. No me haga daño la mitad de malo.

is there to see There is to be in reality (Gene Machine) Are they issues? Dial-A-Gene...Buy-A-Gene Take a second look did one just pass by way? Gene Machine Gene