Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Boston, artist - Ed O.G. Date of issue: 01.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Boston |
| Intro: Pete Rock cuts and scratches] |
| «Edo.G be like the greatest, the ghetto made us» |
| «Boston nigga.» |
| ← Big Shug |
| «From the streets of Boston…» ← Guru |
| «Boston nigga.» |
| ←Big Shug |
| AHHOW~! |
| Uh-huh, where you at Boston? |
| Uh, yeah… |
| I’m lookin for more than street props when Pete Rock |
| Hit the beatbox, take the cheap shots from your weak street blocks |
| You heard like you eavesdrop |
| When you all fall, like the seasons when the leaves drop |
| I’m mad lethal, never had equal |
| Cause Boston’s a good place to meet bad people |
| Your second joint, a sad sequel |
| You a old school rapper, who mad feeble |
| Don’t get a need to concern yourself with what we do |
| You can get the picture first just like a preview |
| Laid up with a tube to breathe through |
| We take the good and evil and breeze through |
| I know you’re wack, don’t put out records to remind me |
| Special Teamz walk beside me, not behind me |
| I’m a throwback, from the 90s' |
| Whose return is timely, for hip-hop consciousness this that grimy |
| «For Boston» «Humboldt Ave. in 94» |
| «Edo.G be very wild» |
| «Cause Boston’s where the kid rest» |
| Aiyyo, my work ethic disperse effort |
| From my first to my worst effort, there’s of madness to my method |
| It’s universal, my music |
| Is underground AND commercial, wholesome and controversial |
| The routine, no need for rehearsal |
| CEOs', label owners, roll with versals |
| Different ciphers, different circles |
| The weed was brown now it’s, green and purple |
| I’m tellin truths and lies, like a reverend |
| Fell in love with hip-hop, at age 11 |
| Edo’s the veteran, we use it as a weapon |
| To raise HELL up in heaven, now I’m considered a legend |
| If my peeps’ll come, the streets’ll come |
| If rhymes is hot, then the beats’ll come |
| And in the industry, you can’t be too dumb |
| And in Boston, they wonder what street you from — I’m from the 'Boldt |
| Too many stones unturned, stories untold |
| The plot unfolds when Edo. |
| G push the threshold |
| I rock like Depeche Mode, hip-hop's best old |
| ANY club I’m in, I’m disobeyin the dress code |
| The spot’s 'Bury, pop cherries |
| On big butt chicks that’s top heavy |
| Bring 'em back to Roxbury and spark heavy |
| Cause I’m livin the dream |
| Not even, half your team can stand the fire from the gasoline |
| I’m still dirty so I’m half as clean |
| I’ma holla if her ass is mean |
| To you ballers that’s after cream, me and my selfish team |
| Will take your self-esteem, 'til your whole crew’s a helpless team |
| Can’t be the ace when you dealt the queen |
| My knife go through flesh and rupture your spleen |
| I try to stay neutral, right in between |
| And remain cautious, on the Boston scene |