Ronnie Flex - No Way Home lyrics

[Prod. by Boaz van de Beatz] [Pre-Hook: Ronnie Flex] Mi youth, tell'em one with the infama Them federal mambo's gone with the gunfire These youths will take life away, yeah I pray, after smokin' up mi indica Mash up the dance with mi rocket launcher These youths will take life away [Hook: Ronnie Flex] Come again, say murda them Come again, say murda them Tell a boy we never heard of'em Murda them Come again, say murda them We never heard of'em [?] [Instrumental] [Verse 1: Mr. Polska] Sneuvel, I came up like a Terminator look-a-like My hands up in her pants till they paralyzed See me in the club on a mountainbike Got the drunk potato face with the pretty eyes Everyday we do the same thing I end up in my bed And I can't feel my face There's pizza on my shirt I've been traveling for days But hey (I lost my virginity on the age of twelve) [Pre-Hook] + [Hook] + [?] + [Instrumental] + [Hook]