Sturmgeist Ruger
Ruger is a cold guy but a friend of
The House
Everyone he talks to gets
Extremely schnell raus
One day he came around when I
Talked to the Fat Kid
A baby’s baggy pants and a ball
Cap on his pinhead
The Fat Kid looked mean type
‘Fuckin with me?’
Ruger looked back ‘Ja ich bin fickin with thee’
The pinhead took his phone to
Call up his homeboys
Ruger went mad he dislikes them
Tech toys
Ruger Killed the Rapper
‘Fuckin with me’
Ruger Killed the Rapper
‘Fickin with thee’
Ruger Killed the Rapper
R.I.P.
Ruger Killed the Rapper
Fat Kid cannot be
We wrapped up the Fat Kid and
Dragged him to the bridge
His body was cool as if chilled out
In a fridge
We flung him in the river with
Stones in his gut
Ruger hit the sky said ‘a chapter
Is shut –
Nananana nanananana
Nananana nanananana
But there are more pages in the
Book of Rap
I’m burning for this problem,
There is such a pile of crap
That if I lived forever there’d still
Be more around
The best thing we can do is to
Fight the scum with sound
Ruger Killed the Rapper
‘Fuckin with me’
Ruger Killed the Rapper
‘Fickin with thee’
Ruger Killed the Rapper
R.I.P.
Ruger Killed the Rapper
Fat Kid cannot be
