Hurensöhne Lyrics – Quarapper
Singer: Quarapper
Title: Hurensöhne
But uh, now you come to me and you say – ‘Don Corleone, give me justice.’ You don’t even think to call me Godfather. Instead, you come into my house on the day my daughter is to be married, and you ask me to do murder
Ich roll im dunkelroten Polo quer durch Brakel, fick euch Hurensöhne