leave behind The spotlight fades, the boys disband The final notes lie mute upon the sand And in the silence of the grave I can still hear those lost boys calling
Traduction: Waters, Roger. Lost Boys Calling.
all fatigues on, all black everything Black cards, black cars, all black everything And our girls are blackbirds, riding with they Dillingers I get more in-depth if you boys
be fuckin a real nigga, do'nuh? Ain't called her in two days, gotta let her mind wonder But when she miss me, she call to tell me to jump on her That
I'm The Motha Fuckin' Spitful, Delightful, Iful The New Ice Cube Plus My Guns They Rock Mics Too So What's Good? Is You Crip? Or You Blood? Somebody Call
'all.. [Z-Ro] Nigga fuck all y'all Fuck all these niggaz, and fuck all these hoes If I needed a ride, I called on niggaz If I wanted some ass, I called
eeee-eeeeee Came to Wreckshop, uh huh Just to let you boys know that Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee Can't be stopped, uh huh Just to let you boys know that [
, hate til you waste away You can come back tomorrow Jesus is not here today He's gone missing Lost in this place called religion I'm a muslim, I'm a
lost so many years, and shed so many tears.. I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears Lord, I suffered through the years, and shed so many tears.. God, I lost
ha ha) Bad Boys murdered on Wax and kill fuck with me And get your caps peeled You know, See [Chorus] Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops
chick and the click you claim Westside when we ride, come equipped with game You claim to be a playa but I bust your wife We bust on Bad Boys brothers
over again What am I doing wrong To make you stay out all night And not think to call What does she have over me To make him not think to call home {
go boom Cut the lights off so you see what I can do [Chorus] [Verse 3] Boys, boys, all type of boys Black, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys {??} thanga
unload heat when my brain spill You for it, images without no coke connect pills We keep it crunk and poppin' real niggaz know the deal We Bad Boys, anywhere
Well, they can take, take, take the kids from the summer But they'll never, never, never take the summer from me It was the very first time that I lost
that calls you forward is the hand that leaves me behind. And I stand on the ocean shore , like an old black and white movie. Love is here, love is lost
