Seymour Stein, I've been lonely Caught a glimpse of someone's face It were mine and I'd been crying Half a world away, ticket for a plane Record company
be workin' soon Please come to Boston She said, "No, boy you come home to me" And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy Why don't you settle down? Boston ain
my nine slangin and bangin with Boston niggas that rap Hangmen so when you talk Bean town call me out and end up with a small fuckin glock in your mouth niggas Boston
more source with street credit them days is dead, Ray's got AK's to Dave Mays' head.. Every issue there's an 8 page makemen spread. Will someone please
South on there stayin' [First Verse (Baby Beesh):] Some of you G's can't help it, We love our money green like the Boston Celtics, They felt it
Hey, hey, did you hear the news today ? Someone just got killed in Boston. Say, say, you'll get to hear it anyway, they smoked him out with a gas bomb
her on the scene well now she's dumped you, now she's gone at 18:22 is when they dropped the bomb and now she needs someone to make her cool, to
from dying He's a legend in the bar with every scar Fights a thousand bigger men, hey, hey, hey But now he fights and loses, got all the bruises Will someone
Paparazzi, can't make the man. Paparazzi, can't break the man. Next to the transit lounge see the Paparazzi tears. No-one came today from Boston or Tangiers
to look dipped in the fresh new gear Cool I found something, so I ironed it I then got caught up on the phone, oh shit I'm fryin' it Will someone tell
about women and glasses of beer And closing his eyes as the doggies retire He sings out a song which is soft but it's clear As if maybe someone could
the meter I'm the gram up in the kilo I'm the wave up in the ocean The C up in the coast and the B up in the Boston So what you looking for or looking
good you can't sit down We're dancing At The Ceili LISA: All the boys we love so well So handsome, young and charming They're in New York and Boston
A wake up miss maria I d7 think that she been a(7) off From falling off at boston you're d7 walking up a couple o' a blocks Yeah g heaven knows I'm lonely
She called me up this mornin' Said, "There?s somethin' you should know There?s a job back home in Boston And I think I?m gonna go My parents are in Cambridge
will save your plunging neck-line Kiss your face, you try to deck mine If I behave it's gonna cost him Skip the rave in Downtown Boston We all know
I come from Bed-Stuy Where niggaz either do or they gone die Gotta keep the Ratchett close by Someone murdered Nobody seen, nobody heard it Just another
She got an unsigned letter from her secret someone And she fell into the mystery Words were few and specifically vague Intrinsic intrigue But it said