Death Grips - Lost Boys lyrics

rate me

(Lost boys)

Other side of da tracks

Scuzz outsiders

Nothin ta loose

Strike of midnighters

Lost boys

True black and blues

No shoes, flat tires

Broke out da pen

Blood on barbed wire

Safe in your home

Gated zone terrorizers

Nowhere ta go

Far as I can get hitchhikers

(Lost boys)

Fuck a job might have ta rob

A don't know just ta get by word

On the road for lifers

Bullets in the fire

Check the chain link

Swayze I'm slummin

Let em know who da fuck we are

Low and dirty lost boys

Comin out the cuts

Like your favorite scar

Crawlin on tile, can't stand up

Been a while, kommodo gut

How ta take it

How ta give a fuck

How ta live wit pain

How ta get yo cut

How longs this been goin on

Man shit no way ta tell too far gone go get those flames from hell bring em

Here

Don't trip no

I'll handle this

On some scandalous

Inland empire los angeles

Anti ego propaganda shit

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Whos comin up

Whos loosin ground

2012 I'm shady now, running game on every thang in town

It's such a long way down

Brown paper baggin asphalt scrapin all talk no action, what I'm waitin

Weak tongue waggin

Stray dog beggin

Like don't hurt me

Yeah right, I'm sayin

Beware you have been warned, the barrels still warm, ease up off that lip

Or step

How quick a bitch fit ta get checked mate

One false move'll get ya

Set straight

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

It's such a long way down

Oh yeah yeah

(Ride through the sky of black mist)