Rop Sop Posa, Rop Sop Posa Posa, ...
Exterminat Destory I will have that power.
Kuthoeren allemaal!
We like to welcome you, in the Headbangerdome. The hardcore pride is for those who didn't know. He bring that rough shit, make you feel it feel in your bones. Get to the floor, stamp your feet on the floor. It's time for you, you to do whatever. Forget about your job who's cruel and doesn't matter. Just let yourself go and make yourself feel better. Now tell me don't you wanna feel a Headbanger?
I am a gabber, a gabber, fucking gabber!
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. One day we kill'em all! The dogs that they are, the lowest by far, too afraid to fight, too afraid to fall. This is the last call.
Suicide, self-murder! Suidice, pull the trigger, you're dead. ... I see your brains on the wall. Pull the trigger, you're dead.
I feel I’m lost in music!
XTC
Onze house plaat komt handig in de top 40 hoor. ... Steek je hand efe zover. (van wat zou dat nou toch weer kunnen zijn he?)
Don’t forget to tell your friends what we’re doing with fuck ups like you. ... You’re fucking right you made a bad mistake. If I see you ever come back in her. ... We don’t fuck around in this place.
Alle teksten van Al Pacino.
Ga, ga, ga, ga, gabber maffia!
Ik haat godverdomme trance.
What’s the matter Merrin, don’t you wanna fuck me anymore?
What turns on a killer is the suffering in death of a human being. As his determinate builds to kill a human being. He plans in an obsesive detail, what prots hill bring what knots he’ll tie. Let me ask you guys something. What turns you?
In 300 year when evil returns; so shall we. I will fullfill my mision. You can count on me.
Rock you in your face, stab your brain till your noze bomb.
Oké deze is voor de geluidsman, hij is niet helemaal wijs, dus daarom moeten we het zelf maar doen. ... Het lampje flikkert, dus moeten we nu opnemen ... Ima Pima
As far as I can remember I always wanted to be a gagagagaga ganster.
Oogkas penetratie!
Rotterdam Hooligan!
You think you’re
Six million ways to die, choose one.
Alle Duitse teksten.
All great art is born of suffering.
Drummer, (feet supper) ... The dancer. The systam be the dancer. I will be the drummer and you the feet supper. I will feet the system and you be the dancer.
I’m gonna positively kill you.
You want drugs. You want, you want, you want, you want drugs.
Take, take, take, take, take no bass.
I insist! Crime does not pay.
Get the (poet) out. Cause I’m the ultimate, I’m the ultimate motherfucker. Faces around looking stand I’m the ultimatief. Mohterfucker.
Hardcore you pussy motherfuckers.
This is the future. You will understand. Masters of hardcore. It’s the wasterplan.
Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Just fucking die!
If you kill one, you’re a murderer. If you kill many you’re a conqueror!
Do you know what raped means? It means a sexual intercourse against your will!
We want some more shadowlands hardcore.
Kickin’ at the party Neophyte hardcore, do I have to say more.
Motherfucker
De onverstaanbare tekst uit “Something Evil”, dat ongetwijfeld gaat over the world domination van de gabber.
Too hard to handle too cold for hope. I might loose control.
Once and for all this one’s for you.
Rotterdam ... nightmare. Rotterdam nightmare.
Nobody’s allowed to stop, nobody’s allowed to . Till the last noize is over You will not feel the terror of the light. Wait for the dj to
I’m sorry Mr Kurkis, but your son is ...
Masters Of Ceremony. All that I hear is absolute hardcore . We can not live, we can not die. Trapped in ourselves. Hardcore will survive.
Eh Tiësto, wat ... Kuifje in dansje dansje land. Met 2 harde tepeltjes en een strak zwart zuurtje waar Goebels gek op zou zijn. ... Het is kinder disco. Eurodisney house. 7jaar was het underground. Nu vraag je aan je kinderen wat wil je voor je partijtje naar de film van K3 of naar dj Tiësto reist de wereld rond in 40 plaatjes. Dj Tiësto zuigt gewoon pik/dik daar!
I have the soutien to the drug problom in this county. Nobody wants to hear it, but I
O ohw.
Bass, bass, bass, bass, bass,...
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fucking nazi.
I am not down with the standard. Demanding not do whaterver other are demanding.
Life is pain. So get real!
I want my dick suck!
Zijn hier ook lekkere kutjes in de zaal? Ja. ... Neuken in de keuken!
Ah der Telefoon, ja ja ich kome!
I will fucking have you!
Mc’s the lirycs, dj’s the beats.
Welcome to another edition of thunderdome!
What I got to say; I want the whole world to listen to the hardcore dirty shit punk motherfuckers.
Nee de tekst in "It's all music" is fucked up, is zoiets gemaakt door socio burgie. Endymion had daarin minder gescoord vont ik. Echt onwijs cool was dat.
Legendarisch, maar zwaar beu gehoord: And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger. And you will know my name is the lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.
Veel aangehaald is Muil Houwe, maar nee; alles refererende naar hardcore + dood getuigd van negatieve invloed die niet geopenbaard mag worden, dus schrappen die heidense kutzooi.
(You better watch out; you need a leason. You’re a dievious bastard. I need more facts. The Killing Scum.)
I love The killing scum.