Lyrics:
that they ever showed
On Nick at night
And denace -N- spencer would be like one less
Than a few older women, when I get them two
Men to pause and by
getting
Obsolete
Clenching your fist
Is way less dramatic
Boys up north and in the west
Side
In t shirts stained by blood from
Brawls
No they are not
now
I'm telling ya, you ain't no children
I'm telling ya, you're not little girls
I'm telling ya, you're not little boys
You're men
Don't you
the mirror
Without seeing myself shatter
I tried to pick up my pieces but I can't
Because broken boys aren't men
According to the boys that aren't broken
Every
Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen
And this night, by God! We drank till
get so quiet you can hear a motherfuckin' dog whistle when I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin' on that ass like the fuckin' Fall Guy
I don't
Keep a Glock on me cause we be wanted by so many men
Hallows in this 30 dick finna tear up all his ligaments
Aye, fuck with us his pants down, you
of the enemy
David placed his faith in God
Far off on a hill, Saul stands with his men
They look on in fear; they marvel at him
One boy with courage to stand
Mahama aban senior men yen hu yen
So you for dey hope to never ever go broke
But i promise on ma hustle to forever stay dope
Like dope berry
The life we
everything for you men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
You can get
trying to hit the tank?
Your tomcat spray
By men is so rank
So for you I left a present:
Put a tampon on the sink
Yeah my hair's pink, I'm
me wicked as they come, your eyes get sore
Why you watch my pockets for?
Watch it, mmh, Spaceship Rocket Boys
Runner by nature
Know that shawty
bitch, boy, you better coat me with that piss (Keep some hot shit)
Grab her by the puss when I whip the chromo
Black and blue like when I whip on the homo
gun
Just put the shell of a thompson gun
Walk away me boys walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your
gun
Just put the shell of a thompson gun
Walk away me boys walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your
young men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
You can get yourself clean,
gravity, skin so sweet might give you a cavity
Savagery, by the men and women always imitated by somebody's children
Y'all are vultures, that stole our
the hood's got love but we still get robbed, often by our own men
Now I got five point two, son I only trust you, bring it with your two friends
But if one by
Guys like pretty girls in the world (Let's get this know what I mean?)
Women love men with money (Oh shit you got my nigga Carl on this too?)
Do you remember what your daddy used to tell you
About the so called nice boys that keep on coming 'round
He said they'll let you down
At 21 I bet
Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy
Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy
In reality I'm just an average Joe
to get by you
Do you know all the things I did in that trap room (Hell boy)
In that trap room I did it in that trap room
Stuck everyday by day in one way
I'm meticulous
Articulate
You fuck around I'm deadly
These bitches that
I'm picking from
You call that shit a medley
Bad boys
We're bad men
So don't
Grown men, handlin' business, state to state
On the road in any city you need us in
Let us know somethin', and we gon' come pipe it up
And we 10-15
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