Lyrics E.Town Concrete

E.Town Concrete

There Goes The Neighborhood

There goes the neighborhood.

Here come them fuckin' wiggers

With those fancy cars.

Who gave them fuckin' wiggers

Those rock guitars?

Who let 'em in the club?

Did you make 'em pay?

Who let 'em on the stage?

Who let 'em play?

Don't they know rock's just for us

Don't they know the rules?

Those wiggers just ain´t hardcore

This shit ain't cool.

Those wiggers want everything

In the fuckin' world

That wigger plays so good

He took my muthafuckin' girl

There goes the neighborhood.

There goes the neighborhood,

There goes the neighborhoooooooood,

There goes the neighborhood.

Bang,bang,bang,bang,bang.

We're here, bitches

And we ain't goin' nowhere.

We're movin' right next door to you,

E.Town muthafucka.

If all you punks there don't like it

You can suck, my muthafuckin' dick, ha.

Ten years in the game

We´ve seen a lot new come

And we´ve seen a lot new go

But we´re still right here

Ha ha ha ha hahaha

Aaaah don't be mad hahahaha

Bitch

Here come them fuckin' wiggers

With those fancy cars.

Who gave them fuckin' wiggers

Those rock guitars?

Who let 'em in the club?

Did you make 'em pay?

Who let 'em on the stage?

Who let 'em play?

Don't they know rock's just for us

Don't they know the rules?

Those wiggers just ain´t hardcore

This shit ain't cool.

Those wiggers want everything in the fuckin' world.

That wigger plays so good,

He took my muthafuckin' girl.

There goes the neighborhood

There goes the neighborhood!

There goes the neightborhoooooood!

There goes the neighborhood!

There goes the neighborhood!