Crushed. Dried & Red-Various Artists

Slam - Various Artists Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys Well here's another one in the gutter one getting running up Troublesome extra double double I come to feed them The feed 'em then I shred 'em so what if that I'm cheating And where's everyone when I sound gwan now I'm gonna show you how come on, yeah, ooh yeah, yeah That's how we gotta be so stop trying to beat Loud as me 'cause you can't do that Think about the pay offer so left with an automatic rifle For last against the lighting last bullets first on line Toughest step and a rep and a run rep and a run wreck and a swine Peace to the brothers on break his sign Pumping up a trample and didn't like his criminal lickin' buck my eye Oh my God I'm so high Just they say a Rodney say you like a criminal, what? Just they say to make get making million, children slam, slam Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys I'm the mean nasty grease smashing ever slow gashing Sticky swift blast of the basty of the basty basty bast bashing Then I provide I provide the you was cheat beside the ghetto five Make me feel like Jekly and Hyde of Corse I come across with no fear for sure Un-adult un-rated un-conformed disgusted Busted you wanna touch it to hot You forgot, you're not ready you're head could get ruptured Hit between the eye I planned the plan alive I'm the plonic sonic Rule with the bad guys The villain, crooks, hot midas in confide us See the big jerk put you look inside us My mind, it's graphic, expresstic graphic So kill the cop because it's kept all mastic Directin' it when y'all least expected it And thought it was safe Onyx hit you in the face so Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys I'm a B-boy standin' in my B-boy stance Hurry up and give me the microphone before I bust in my pants The mad author of anguish my language, polluted Onyx is heavyweight, and still undisputed He took the words right out my mouth and walked a mile in my shoes I've paid so many dues, I feel used and abused And I'm so confused excuse me, for example I'm the inspiration, of a whole generation And unless you got 10 Sticky Fingers Its straight imitation a figment, of your imagination But but but but wait it gets worse I'm not watered down so I'm dyin' of thirst Comin' through wit a scam, a full proof plan B-boys make some noise, and just, just slam Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys Slam, duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys ...