Romania, is my country.

/Serena: 0:00 - 0:32/

 

Romania, is my country.

Am about to make this poetry.

Feeling proud of myself, and I'm going to unload this weaponry.

It's all about legacy, and if you and I can't agree.

I'm easily going to destroy you, probably mentally and physically.

I am coming at you with a killing spree.

This might be crazy, but I'm ready, many will flee.

And bow down to there knees, and they will sing.

All Hail The True King.

All of you outsiders coming with your worshiping.

Telling us who to believe in, we don't care about your religious needs.

We care about respect and loyalty, that's what a country really needs.

I'm done with you calling us gypsies, if you got the balls.

Then say it in front of me, don't hide behind a radio station.

Like a pussy, you think words don't hurt, but they do hurt.

Much more then a rumor of another world war.

 

/Serena: 1:24 - 1:52/

 

Romania, is my country.

I swore never to judge someone by their race.

But you are calling us names, without getting your facts straight.

This debate is still going on to this day.

Everyday someone calls us names, it doesn't matter which country we visit.

But hey get your spirits lifted, you are now walking in our hood gang.

And we will make sure you hang, and we will bring you pain.

And if we hear you complain, we will take the chain and slay you in vain.

We'll show no remorse, and no petty at all.

This is what words can do, they can break your bones and crush your soul.

Why are you calling us gypsies ? We did nothing wrong to you.

Look first in the mirror. Y'all are niggers expect for two people.

But you do still enjoy our food, so we best leave it at that.

And you shut your fucking mouth. Next time you say somethin' wrong.

We will come for you and we will fucking kill you.

Romania, is my country.

 

/Serena: 2:44 - 3:39/