Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We at The..., artist - Specifics. Album song II, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.09.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Think Twice
Song language: English
We at The... |
| Intro: Golden Boy |
| Yo, yeah uh, what are we doing here, destroy, destroy |
| Verse 1: Golden Boy |
| When we swing in everything is gutter like England |
| Covered in pink lights and Etruscan kingpins |
| The type that’ll fight night fuck your life up |
| With rights are righteous word tricks and trifling |
| Hotel is homebase the hq |
| We came through smelling those ruthless Canadian brews |
| Young felons in the park with spark lit |
| Seeing the parchment sparkling jewel |
| And they believe in it too |
| Darkness and frequent tunes shifting too loud to choose which of the two sounds |
| we drift through |
| From the outside entering lift area |
| Room filling with blue mist mary is with us |
| Various bars buried in bitches |
| Squad just detach, and dispatch, and dismissed |
| On the Blackberry interstate crosshatch plains |
| Mans all across lands with a plan that’s shoddy nefariously |
| The last minute insanity rock pretty dodgy |
| Wristwatch synchronize I’m thinking I better get to drinking, live |
| Cause the kid is all vibes from the Lincoln |
| Hook: Golden Boy |
| We at the club |
| The crux, the influx |
| The crush |
| The mix up |
| The blood |
| The jig’s up |
| The bus |
| The mcdick’s rush |
| The blunt |
| We at the kiss, we at the club |
| Verse 2: Golden Boy |
| I had a inkling the ship ain’t sinking even if the night pinking |
| The eyes link, blink, make it lengthen (lengthen) |
| The vibe’s strength originate from the place |
| And I might break into a rhyme situation |
| We gettin laced, why you hatin |
| Either nodding my way or bobbing in syncopation |
| Weeded holler at a hot cheetah hat trollop |
| Cheeba tat small of the back, leader of the pack |
| You be the queen bee moller, I’m chuck boy |
| Believe you me, we could all use a jd |
| A taller bold choice, a cold moist alcohol taste socially I hoist on |
| Occasion |
| So good like to make your acquaintance |
| And toast to the joints that’ll make us all famous |
| More to the point shout what your name is |
| Shout what your name is |
| Shout what your name is |
| Shout what your name is |
| Shout what your name is |
| Yo, okay I get the point man save it |
| Hook: Golden Boy |
| We at the club |
| The crux, the influx |
| The crush |
| The mix up |
| The blood |
| The jig’s up |
| The bus |
| The mcdick’s rush |
| The blunt |
| We at the kiss, we at the club |