Текст песни Judge - New York Crew
Judge - New York Crew слова песни
I want it back againThe spirit that WE ONCE HADShowing all these new hardsThey`re not SO FUCKIN` BADYou and your crewWould have never MADE IT THROUGHThe days we hung outIn 1982The New York BrotherhoodI can`t let goThe New York Brotherhoodwhere did they go?We called it the WolfpackWe called it UNITED BLOODWore chains around our waistsAnd CONSTRUCTION GLOVESThompkins Sq. on a saturday nightSee my brother, he`s in a fightThey got him down, it`s 3 on 110 of us show, GUESS WHO WON?We hung out on 7th and AFriends worked the doorWe didn`t have to payBoston came around one nightPush came to shove andWE WERE DOWN TO FIGHTWe have seen the backstab bloodMost came and fuckin` wentThey played the partAnd they wore the right clothesBut they didn`t knowWhat the fuck it meantAnd I see it todayMy backstabbing brothersBelieveing the liesThat they`re telling each otherAnd I know I`ll be hereWhen they`re gone`Cuz the New York BrotherhoodIs where my heart belongsIn rememberance of old New YorkAnd to my friendsAnd the ones I`ve foughtA special place left in my heartThose days are gone, manBut they`re not forgot