The grave & the constant (исполнитель: Fun loving criminals)

I used to wear dress blues, I used to get my cues from the dudes in
D.c. with the wing tip shoes.
My boss said it was parris or prison and the judge said: son you better
Make a decision.
I chose the former because I heard it was warmer, april in parris, [bad word] South of the border. they put me together, tougher than leather. set
Me on your [bad word] because they didnt know better.

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. (4x)

I hold the fort left, right and center
The [bad word] hardass punk, flygirl bender. check the photo
Finish Im in this to satisfy parole, not posing not playing the role,
See I got more gumbas than bobby de niro and if I was you id
Act like nixon and spiro. so drink your rock and smoke your pot
And chill where its shady. I got more endurance than in-a-gadda-
Da-vida baby.

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. (4x)

Im up to no good, with no place to go but down. . .(6x)

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. (4x)

Were up to no good, with no place to go but down. . .(13x)
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