Lyrics:
I work eight hours a day but the company's still making all the rules
But there's a girl in Massachusetts south of Boston town she said
And her
out of Boston
Calling out across that old din, we used to walk through hand in hand cause', I'm leaving at first light
Flying out of Boston
I wish you
the drive
'Cause she's a Boston chick, and I'm a Boston guy
City lights and bar-hop nights
We kissed the sky, then kissed goodbye
And sometimes love is
work eight hours a day but the company's still making all the rules
But there's a girl in Massachusetts, south of Boston town she said
And her lovely
we hit that scene
Those Boston lights'll make me scream
'Cause I've got some drinkin' in Boston to do tonight
So I slipped on in my old black suit
In
I work eight hours a day but the company's still making all the rules
But there's a girl in Massachusetts south of Boston town she said
And her
Get the worst when I bug this verse in a slug
Blaze wit eight clips, rip like some shit off the Matrix
Boston, state of mine, stay sick
Live rounds,
DORCHESTER BORN
BOSTON RAISED
YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS
3's
VERSE 1
LOOK
I SAY I SOUND LIKE BOSTON
02121 IM IN THE CITY WIT DA NONSENSE
UH GROVE
Or are they running with sin
I don't know how long it'll be
Before I see her again
But Somewhere in Boston's pretty lights
She'll get lost in someone
Finally found some open road outside of Allentown
And I finally understood Nebraska
Seems like them four tracks sound best
Against highway fields
Tessie, Nuff Ced McGreevy shouted
We're not here to mess around
Boston, you know we love you madly
Hear the crowd roar to your sound
Don't blame us if
it okay
Walking around in the light
See some friends of mine
Til they leave for
The Peace Corps
Lost in Boston
Oh this place is cold
Oh there’s so much
lost in the sound
Cold days in Boston chillin with paris Jackson
If you're gonna love love like paris
Open your mind wide like paris
She's got that
smoked corn and plantain
The taste of moy-moy and egusi
The sound of Doris pounding yam
Fresh oranges from the Arrimogiga farm
When Boston city lights
I do that often, packs came in ship em off to em
Play with the ice like Boston he talking dirty then we gotta pop em
I do that often, packs came in
Took the back roads down the coastline, headed toward the park
Always captivated by the freak shows after dark
Bright clear signs and tunnels light
neighbors
Boston George in this bitch in a house full of paper
Boston George in this bitch in a house full of paper
Boston George in this bitch in a house
I'm having one of those days When nothing's going my way The Boston students spit me out Don't even know what that's about He says I've got
Boston
This is a mad ting
Yo what's happenin'
Just hopped on the train from Grantham
Brand new trim
Got me looking all handsome
Next stop Boston
This is
Up in his bed when he sleep
Tie the nigga up from his head to his feet
Then I light the nigga up from
His head to his feet
Put his body in the water
to me
You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out
Sound a little hot for you, boy? Then, toy, get out
Syndicate mob ain't nothin but hardened crooks
You
to text in?
Either someone just microwaved popcorn
Or I hear the sound of a thousand people pulling their heads out of their asses in rapid succession
Oh, I'm fine Momâ€'how's Washington?
Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy
And reflects no light, in day or night
And I slip on it every time
Hey! The ice
jumping
Always chasing the higher ground
Me and Juice still got the Boston Bounce
We foreign bound with the sound
Liquor, Addy, and weed, only law we abide
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