Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Palestinians (Know How to Party), artist - Rucka Rucka Ali. Date of issue: 26.04.2023
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Palestinians (Know How to Party) |
| Palestinians know how to party |
| Palestinians know how to party |
| In Bethlehem, city of Jesus |
| In Ramallah, city of Arabs |
| In Qalqilya and in Gaza |
| We firing rockets, we firing rockets |
| Yo, now let me welcome everybody to the Wild West Bank |
| A place overrun my Israelian tanks |
| Thanks to wired funds from the United States |
| Try to calm our ass down but they firing blanks |
| Take my cars with some bombs and I’m driving to Wendy’s |
| Got a checkpoint stopping me every ten feet |
| When we overthrow the Zionist machine |
| From the river to the sea it’s gon' be |
| A whole new state and we got our own flag too |
| No more pork, alcohol or tattoo |
| 1995, they shook hands, Arafat |
| And Rabin, no more bombings? Niggas watch me |
| It’s all good, people blow up everyday |
| Your city is the bomb if you let me in to pray |
| Pull on the string and I go bang yay |
| Jihad Joe putting it down for Palestine all day |
| Palestinians know how to party |
| Palestinians (West Bank) know how to party (yes they do) |
| In the city of Nablus |
| In the city Khan Yunis |
| Deir Al Balah, Wadi Fukin |
| We firing rockets, we firing rockets |
| And then I said ay bro |
| The bathroom is occupied along with the rest of the country |
| Sorry, I know Israeli bad |
| Straight out PL terror cell, I’m a Palestinian |
| I strap a bomb to myself and one around my penis |
| I’m climbing over the wall, ask my child his vest size |
| Send his ass to out die for the holy war, let’s go |
| I’m in the Galilee valley where Jesus walked, Hezbollah |
| Firing rockets at the Jews from the north, Aluwakbar |
| In the south them other dudes, Hamas is on a truce |
| Digging up tunnels then some rockets coming threw |
| I got explosive Coke can, shake it up |
| Watch it kill half the Jews in Ramot Gan |
| I don’t wanna be a old man, I’ll die young |
| While you run like earl’s boy Toe Jam |
| What’s that you gay? I tie you up, fifty shades of grey |
| Drag you down the streets of Salah |
| From Hebron Beit Hanoun, it’s ya bad you don’t got ya fax down |
| Taking West Jerusalem back now, nigga |
| Palestinians know how to party |
| Palestinians know how to party |
| In the city, city of Surif |
| In Beit Jala, Bani Suneila |
| Ad-Dhahiriya, city of Rafah |
| We firing rockets, we firing rockets |
| Hello kids |
| It’s me, Akbar the achbar |
| Always remember to brush your tooth |
| And go to school |
| We study rocket science |
| With visual aid dropping in from time to time |
| In recess we play catch with soldier and rock |
| Don’t forget your snackbar |
| Osama bin leikum, see you next time |
| Goodbye |