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letra de no park boys - the park boyz

deep kicks, deep bass
do it all for jah’s grace
for gods sake
get out with your b-tch braids
the latest craze
put some more tats on yo face
while i’m puttin’ bands in the safe
many pads is the case
cuz y’all some female genitalia
suffering from megalomania
my peeps wild like australia
bad like politics in albania
impale a b-tch, transylvania

can’t keep my balance on the side of the street
people behind curtains be takin a peek
it’s the fifth day in a row now im on a streak
follow the in way of the meek
to the alcohol peak
degenerate throwing up in a creek
it’s degenerate week
can’t help but take a leak
while the sun shines oblique, b-tch
it’s four fifty in the afternoon
police come up to me and say:
“eyo get yo face down its a lockdown”
‌then they crackdown on my crack crown
slackline from my hairline to my brown frown
we’re well renowned in g-town
for our voice sound
we royalty in numbers, b-tch, call us count
bankaccount empty but the cash flow ain’t
ho’s still trash when they dress like saints
police still ass when they dressed in plains
my clothes stank again washed ‘em yesterday
we always blamed the way we was raised
now we drunk wired and blazed
stepped in the spot and the bar was raised
don’t be scared to taste
the lyrical pathé with just a dash of junkie
substances keep it funky
groupies going bananas like some monkeys
ugly leprechaun just tried to tongue me
live like a movie
close encounters of the third kind just tried to do me
wildin’ out in sukhumi
eating sushi in ukraine
kidneys stones and a bad liver will remain
but at least weight wise it ain’t nothing but some gains

i’m angry, i’m furious, i’m mad
and y’all can’t explain these f-cking feelings that i have
a masterful destruction of my skull and brains
bang my face against the wall, till i can’t see at all
b-tch i’m in free fall
i’m going down the rabbit hole to see what i can find
maybe salt ‘n peppa or girls with big behinds
but behind the smoke and mirrors
i mean it’s clear to see
i wanna rip my heart out and give a piece to keep
you’re a sh-t beetle
rolling sh-t b-lls all day
with a smile on your face
i’m my parents disgrace
can’t fill up the hole with 20 bottles of ace
who shot the sheriff because of his race?
and left the scene without a trace
parkboys is on the case
believe me when i say
it’s a lockdown
g- town
b-tch, where’s my crack now?
crackdown
on illegal sales on the playground
clockin’ sales like billy mays
sometimes kush always blazed
blunt smoke like mace
daywalk like blade
find some faith on shrooms
stay awake till the afternoon
leave an ass slapped red like a baboon
balloons in the spot, but it’s n0body’s birthday
hippies spazzin’ all over and it’s a work day
the church may save us, but that ain’t fun
so straight down to h-ll we run
red bottles of rum
and some fat doobs
we like d-ck cancer
some bad f-cking news

- the park boyz

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