Dead boys are going out tonight They're gonna travel at the speed of light Dead boys were sleeping in the ground But now they travel at the speed of sound
Dead boys are going out tonight They're gonna travel at the speed of light Dead boys were sleeping in the ground But now they travel at the speed of
wit you) you tell them like that bitch told scarface (what she say?) I dont fuck with help [Verse 1 - Fab] They say they out for dead presidents never
you think so. Not too commercial, boys, not too commercial! When it comes to music Sweet Georgia is known to mind, Don't buy clothes at fashion
, they tryin to break me I'm still loyal, my habits became lavish Dreams of new endeavours Pub deals and owning masters And my home boys, aid to my conditions
the rock Is the golden age dead and gone Are the hands stuck on the clock Can you talk to Buddy's bones When you spin a forty five The king ain't dead
fashion pallay oh my god what have they done with madmen rage well the dogged craze but the dead rise again you fools walk away me boy walk away me boys
want me dead in Detroit... they want me dead in St. Louis... they want me dead up in Denver... New York, L.A., they want me dead... they want me dead
la mort j' suis abonner l'intrus me parle en echange je cree un style c'est dead j' suis wanted comme dirait un sigle un peut dirty un peut fashion
mouth Wild, hardly A man's man Who woulda knew the beach houses and wild parties Jezebel's and Stella McCartney's For years, all that How could I not be dead
the zone Long Beach bringin heat takin off when its on Fuck pretty, come gritty when we bring the noise Big boys play wit keeps when we bring the toys
These devils, they tryin to break me I'm still loyal, my habits became lavish Dreams of new n devis Pub deals and known mastives And my home boys, aid
? Hardly, a man's man who would?a knew The beach houses and wild parties Jezebel's and Stella McCartney's For years all that, how can I not be dead?
To might right, raise, to my left, boom bap In the back, Blazay Blah, so get the fuck out my face Oh what a disgrace, you can't disgrace Boys I'll erase you boys
to my left, boom bap In the back, Blazay Blah, so get the fuck out my face Oh what a disgrace, you can't disgrace Boys I'll erase you boys to mincemeat
my cheek, you know my steez Fuck the police, usin' probable cause to break laws Behind the badge you try to cover up your racial war I got somethin' for you boys
