Songtexte:
Boys Night Out Dying

[Singing:] Picture yourself in a nightmarish scene of such grotesque complexity that you'd kill to be dreaming. Your body's been dying, while your mind

these Hot Boys going take this shit far leave yo block hot like tar, four deep in a black car mask and flames five year's on each ??? like I'm hiding out

my will when I go Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my dough So while you reminiscin all nights out with the crew Smoke a blunt for me too, I'm

are, not by what you wear Hanging out all night, throwing down gang signs Picking on kids right under dark street lights Talk about unity, talk about friends Next time you choose leave out

Glamour girls and whiskey And Snow White's already kissed me The sirens sound, the boys are out, take over this city So get up, dance the night away

Cuz they finally got me Broke my legs and shot me But I'm still laughing Cuz of what happened on the night of the axe On the night of the axe (just psycho

case bitch, i'll lace you and yo homey up. Cuz we the cream coming out of the crop The steam coming out of the pot And the team coming out at the top

The boys of Connemara And the Clare unmarried maiden There were people from Cork City Who were loyal, true and faithful Who brought home the Fenian prisoners From dying

witness The Mister who swift enough to knock you out with Mic fitness Hands blistered from holding the mics tight Some say it's fright night Well throw