d**h Grips - Lost Boys lyrics

(Lost boys...) Other side of da tracks Scuzz outsiders Nothin' to lose Strike of midnighters Lost boys True black and blues No shoes, flat tires Broke out da pen Blood on barbed wire Safe in your home Gated zone terrorizers Nowhere ta go Far as I can get hitchhikers (Lost boys...) f** a job might have ta rob I don't know just ta get by, word On the road for lifers Bullets in the fire Check the chain link Swayze I'm slummin' Let em know who da f** we are Low and dirty lost boys Comin' out the cuts Like your favorite scar Crawlin' on tile, can't stand up Been a while, kommodo gut How ta take it How ta give a f** How ta live wit pain How ta get yo cut How long's this been goin' on Man sh?t no way ta tell too far gone Go get those flames from hell bring em here Don't trip no I'll handle this On some scandalous Inland empire Los Angeles Anti ego propaganda sh*t Yeah, yeah, yeah... Who's comin' up Who's losin' ground 2012 I'm shady now, Running game on every thang in town It's such a long way down It's such a long way down Brown paper baggin' asphalt scrapin' all talk no action, what I'm waitin' Weak tongue waggin' Stray dog beggin' Like don't hurt me Yeah right, I'm sayin' Beware you have been warned, the barrel's still warm, Ease up off that lip or step How quick a b?tch fit ta get checked mate One false move'll get ya Set straight Yeah, yeah, yeah... It's such a long way down [x4] (Ride through the sky of black mist...)