Lyrics:
Their boots were black and shiny and your treasures gleamed like stars
Bones from deep down in the fertile crescent
The arteries are clogging in
a ball tonight
We'll be covered in rum and havin' our fun
In the boots and the black tie
Going wild
We're cuttin' up B&S style
Now it's pouring down
what you gon' do, do?
Say nigga we marching, stompin' in the big black boots
With my niggas in the fatigue suits ready to shoot
Running with the AK 47
on
What you gon' do what you gon' do do
Say nigga we marching stompin' in the big black boots
With my niggas in the fatigue suits ready to shoot
rebel like you
Like me, like you, like me, like you (rebel like you)
You're in your leather boots and black waistcoat
Lookin' just like me
Pretty
I wore those shiny black boots
With my black tuxedo suit
You dressed in white
And we danced all night
I married up since we
Exchanged rings
Said
cave bitch
Ease back white bitch I don't play that
Just because I got on my L.A. hat
Stalkin' walking in my big black boots
Is my jingle, now
if we tried
You got those cool dark eyes
Long black veil
Snake skin boots
You'll meet me down by the water tonight?
You know I will
You know I will
Bad
gonna scratch my itch
I was walking down the avenue the other day
When I saw you walking my way
Thigh high black platform boots
And a haircut that said
speak a lil Latin
Her favorite color black so I'm tryna see what's happening
Hypnotized by her aura plus she blow a lil smoke
In her big black boots
to my big black boots as I step
Niggas had to break you off something, give Bush a push
But your National Guard ain't hard
You had to get Rodney
It's that new generation
Fuck life, fuck feelings, smoke propane
Pussy fuck, at the crib, I can't feel pain
Black heart, black lungs, black boot
follow us
Put on your little red dress
And I'll wear my stripper boots
Slick black vinyl up to my knees
Nature never made any leather like these
Skirt so
is not gonna tear ya huh
The hip biatch she ain't ya diop
All that, in a banana cognac diatch
Pony hair coat, my boots is ostriach
Black ink back
how, how to love you?
Should I do?
I’ve been stripped, tricked my baby, on your black boots
I don’t know how, how to love you?
Should I do?
I’ve been
You got them black boots on
I can see you on the glass floor
Yeah, you got your all-white on
I can see you inside Heaven's gate
Got your all-white
was odd because I was gothic, but
It won't be long 'til those pointed fingers are stopping 'cause
Those black boots that they laugh at, they'll get
feel you
Stayin’ strong
I feel you
Holdin’ on oh
Up down left right we could be here all night dancin’ till the sunlight
Knee high black boots short
a knuckle, shut the front row down
Black boots on your skull, I stomp you out
(Suck my fat dick) I shut the venue down
(I'm sorry that I killed your friend)
on black on black down to my boot strings
Swear in my city I'm Bruce Wayne Bruce Wayne
Swear I can't feel pain
Loose everything
Swear I get it back and more
Because a hero is punk
With a gun in his face
WHAT?
Living lunger so my days are numbered
Black hat black boots
One bad motherfucker
Black rag
That keeps my
not a condition the no tears
The new color is black clothes black boots and strings
I'm gonna show these non believes what mass lab producing means
end up gettin' snuffed
And you ain't strong enough
So now it's time to put on my black boots and my black Davis'
That's just the way it is
No one can
Sugars can't satisfy
We all need company
We all need company
Leather
Jack boots
Dressed in black
Black leather
Jack boots
All macho macho
Macho marching
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