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Wo ohohoh oh 100 little curses Now you tumble and fall Down your grand marble stairway May the caviar pâté you were eating Block your airway May your manservant deliver The Heimlich, with honor May this make you vomit on your dolce gabbana May your wife's worried face show her horrific expression May you realize she's not worried, that's just Botox injections May all the commotion cause you to crash the chandelier and propel into your rear the sharp diamonds from debeers May your Ferrari break down May your chauffeur get high And smash up your stretch rolls Up on rodeo drive Off the breaking backs of others Where you got all your bucks Till we make the revolution I just hope your life sucks All my people in the place put your fist in the air All my damn motherfuckers get up out of your chairs All my real down peoples we got love for you here Except for that motherfucker right there! Get'em! Songtexte wo ohohoh wo ohohoh wo ohohoh oh 100 little curses May your champagne not bubble May your pinot be sour May that white stuff you snorting be 96% flour May the famous rapper you bring To your daughter's sweet sixteen Get some pride and walk out, as if born with a spleen May the death squads you hire be bad with instructions, and by mistake be at your mansion with the street sweepers bustin may this make your parties guests forsake white russians dive behind the chimney all cryin and cussin may your chef be all pissin in the bisque in the kitchen may I assume your autobiography is filed under fiction cuz off the breakin backs of others is where you got all your cash Till we make the revolution I hope your life sucks ass All my people in the place put your fist in the air All my damn motherfuckers get up out of your chairs All my real down peoples we got love for you here Except for that motherfucker right there! Get'em! wo ohohoh wo ohohoh wo ohohoh oh 100 little curses (Thanks to Nicole Newcomer for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania