Logo der DMS – Crew
Skarhead: „D.M.S.“
“The Colors are black and blue and my heart pumps vengeance. There are only three letters my brother,that I pledge my allegiance. Drugs Money Sex. D.M.S. We run this shit.Suckers get dealt quich when they try and test the Dirty Money Syndicate. D.M.S. Dirty Money Syndicate. Doc Martin Stomp. Drugs Money Sex. From East to West. We shed blood on these streets, we shed tears for those deceased. No words can explain what this means to me, this is family. In life, in death, they’ll respect the mark that we left. And it’s only begun we stand the test. This is D.M.S. D.M.S. Dirty Money Syndicate. Doc Martin Stomp. Drugs Money Sex. From East to West. We don’t die we just multiply so get ready for war. Dirty Money Soldiers bringing the heat, it’s time to even the score. Tonight we pain in chaos. I’m gonna burst. Shank in my hand. Baby it’s time to quench my thirst. D.M.S. Dirty Money Syndicate. Doc Martin Stomp. Drugs Money Sex. From East to West. This is for my brothers for me. Those with undying loyalty. Those behind the walls. I rep for you through black and blue. We do or die to keep this brotherhood alive. And it’s just begun to stand the test of time. D.M.S.”
Skarhead: „D.M.S.“, Drugs, Music & Sex, I Scream Records, 2009