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Certified Boy Lover

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1.
Pillheads On Ivory 03:34
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Living in a cave and I've never gone raving And one day the cave may cave in 127 hours, what will I do? Blazing 4/20 24/7 while waiting for the rescue crew That's Tesco crew by the way The Boys are there for you every day okay That's how we live and that's why I'll die Cause the Boys don't give a fuck and that's all right Underground like London Boys in the rap dungeon Don't make this King Cross Yo so check disk like MS-Dos Sean Coombs in the catacombs Hardest bone in the body in in your jaw, you know? But they don't train words in a dojo Same mouth gets you killed for them bad jokes, Them dad jokes. Rather smoke that buy his kids clothes. Sticks glow in my subterranean disco Under Dru Hill, sinking lower than Sisqo See my body move when I film it on TikTok Whose fault is this line, cancel San Francisco It's on, show tonight, shut it down with dynamite Choke on carbon monoxide, popping pills of cyanide It's all right, dance all night My every move is from Fortnite Time to party like we're gonna die tonight Eyes shaking side to side Ass quaking left to right Dance, dance, your time to shine Going out from 9-5 Now we going Dolly style, that LSD and Molly ride We drinking warm cans of Red Stripe Won't find this place on Trip Advise Bouncer ready to take your life Bar staff rackin up white lines DJ cheating on his wife Everyone here for them good times Blinking out in the sunrise Watching cars from the birds eye Everyone here is invited back to mine If we're quiet I don't think my girlfriend will mind Designer clothes, designer drugs Balenciaga coke, Prada is my plug You're snorting Calvin Klein I'm shooting up Armani Looking trendy while I'm dying Funerary Fendi party Embalm me in Versace fragrance Rotting in a grave is a great chance For a little weight loss Bury my body draped in Lacoste cape In a Maserati next to my fave hottie Kate Moss Spend it like ya got it Shake it like ya want it Smoke it like its chronic Drink like an alcoholic If you don’t do drugs then I’ll show you how If you don’t do pubs then you’re missing out Only go clubs if they play Scouse house Monroes in the car That’s how I bounce Meet us at the bar, Snort an ounce Let your hair down Forget your pronouns, Cus we all boys now, we all boys now Shake that ass like you robotripping Make that cash, we be double-dipping Take a chance, let The Boys slip inside your day dreams Get in if we fit in, going A-Team On the jazz, Louie V dripping Graveyard Gang Gatorade sipping Kodaka and Yukimura shipping You will never catch me slipping, no Never catch me slipping
2.
Sugarfree Butterfly 02:56
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I'm pretty sure that I can make a decent beat And there's gotta be some kind of weird kid niche For our tunes but the truth is I'd rather watch cartoons and produce shit Than try to promo music, where's the fun in that? No excuses (ey) I just do this my own way We're the Two Stooges and if you ask I'll give your money back All twelve bucks, I could give two fucks I just need a roof over head A little food and some drugs And fuck Monty Hall, you can keep your doors closed Because I don't even need a fucking car I know how walk, I'm already goat I do what I like while you don't Maybe it's not even your own fault, but maybe it is I'm not a role model, in fact not a model at all See me waddle down the catwalk Hobbling like Rogg from the Trap Door Moving kinda sluggish, eating up the rubbish Man what you do that for Come my lady, bubblebath and reiki Yeah you're my sugarfree butterfly baby Come my lady, bubblebath and reiki Yeah you're my sugarfreak Yeah you're my sugarfreak Down, down, dip down Sip, sip, sit down Gotta close the blinds when I go downtown Cus this Boy don’t like feeling of sunlight I’m getting vertigo cus you know I’m always high Can’t cope with my coping mechanisms Trying to unwind becomes an addiction So I’m swapping binge drinking for binge watching Swapping all night raves for afternoon shopping Guess I gotta slow down, going sugarfree All my life lightspeed, E equals MC Candle burns twice as bright, burns half as long Like a moth to a flame, it’s in my genes, son No butterflies in space, eaten by the sun All big stars turn into black holes Can’t fill the void, stuck in event horizon Fulfilled my goals always hunting like Orion Its always night in space, I’m feeling blindsighted Going Dr. Strangelove, I’m a rocket rider Looking at the sky in a garden at a party Eyes shaking from molly, all the stars are comets Come my lady, bubblebath and reiki Yeah you're my sugarfree butterfly baby Come my lady, bubblebath and reiki Yeah you're my sugarfreak Yeah you're my sugarfreak
3.
Get Up On This 02:06
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Get up, get up Get down, get down You're think you're It But you're acting a clown Pennywise but pound foolish Wasting times the best way to use it I don't work weekends cus I'm not Jewish No dog whistles, I'm just a broke bitch Minimum wage then minimum effort Rewarding hard work with more labour I worked in factories, shops and call centres Working nights for cunts to buy acres Back breaking, head aching You meet a billionaire then kick his head in You only rich if you don't spend it Money out of circulations celebrated Skillset latent Nine-to-fiver, And I fucking hate it I ain't gone make it, ready to retire But it's all gravy Hotline Bling, my Nokia's going haywire I'm letting it ring ring ring for a while Cause I don't need a thing Just a little ketamin from my main supplier A one-eyed king in the land of the blind Letting life transpire a day at a time Gonna take whats mine, woof woof woof Yeah I bark and I bite son, I'm a ruff ryder Every days a crazy day When I smoke weed, it’s a lazy day When I pop E’s, stay up for days I’m looking out from my mail gaze Watch yourself in mirrored shades Us Boys so hot we making heat haze And I don’t give a fuck what they say Ain’t nothing compared to inside my brain Been talking to myself day after day Do my star chart, I’m an Aries, babe Send you a postcard when I’m up in space Write my name in the stars, join the dots Downing these pills like they vodka shots I’m coming out like Diana Ross We smoking like suicide by exhaust Win the game, you gotta kill your boss No remorse Break and enter like Santa Claus Fill his shoes with tiny rocks Tie his laces in Gordian knots Take the batteries out of his clocks Spam his Twitter with a billion bots Plant some drugs, call the cops Hit him with a hammer, kiss the corpse Marry his wife, get a divorce Or you could just, like, switch jobs Treat yourself, new shirt, Lacoste Get a new hobby, try lacrosse Call your mom, tell her you love her
4.
Crimson Mead 02:59
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Moonlit pale blue glow Footsteps in the snow Phone on airplane mode A trillion stars are shining down on me like whoa The viking boys are go We're lighting up you know And when I take a toke then all I see is smoke Inhaling purple 'dro We sailing in a boat I'm wearing grayling leather cloak that's how I roll Jimson weed, roll it up in a magic scroll Mixing crimson mead and Patron Herbal pills, organic blow I'm slicing beats like a bandsaw Better keep your hands off Wolfpit Crew up in the club We're fucking up the dancefloor What comes around goes 'round Sipping Kool-Aid, Jonestown Geeked up, hoes down Moonlit pale blue glow Footsteps in the snow Phone on airplane mode A trillion stars are shining down on me like whoa The stars are shining down on me like Stars are shining down on me like whoa Yo, take five, I'm going for a smoke Get high, riding waves on that longboat Let's go, c'mon babe you know I know you know So let's go, let go Gathering wood for the fire More than surviving we desire Sowing seeds in the winter Eating snow for dinner Sitting beneath the cherry blossom All the worlds our garden Lips kiss Lips kissed with crimson mead Hands rolling purple weed Feet touching beneath sheets Eat dessert as an aperitif Wasting time all day long Lifes meaningless unless you give it one But we were born to be in bed Hibernate in each others heads So pour yourself some crimson mead Live your life in a day dream Pour yourself all over me Drink from the bottle til its empty And when its time to go, Well you know, you know I know you know Let's go, let go, let go Moonlit pale blue glow Footsteps in the snow Phone on airplane mode A trillion stars are shining down on me like whoa The stars are shining down on me like
5.
Good Times 01:53
lyrics
Boylove on repeat, rolling down the street On MD, no Benzie, keeping it real Sun's out, guns out, one harsh come-up Feel the heat, double Ray-Bans I'm so discreet when I creep Nikes on my feet, do a little beak Looking heroin chic, hair on fleek Good vibes, bad boys, good times I'm about to peak so it's kinda hard to speak I dropped six tabs, hit the six flags Pool full of liquor, waterslide liquor Dolphin style, Flipper, I got six-pack abs Bigger than the Big Dipper full of liquor Yo I get high, hit the pipe keep it hush-hush Slip the clutch cause The Boys are going Starsky and Hutch-Hutch Rolling up in a Gran Torino, throwing up like my gran on chemo It's all about the good times Good times Like doing drugs in your twenties Spending like you got plenty Playing on my Casio Flipping time zones Til I find good times, Extroverted introvert We dancing like lil uzi vert Don’t spend too much wondering what life is worth Fake it til you make it Shake it til you break it Bake it and I’ll taste it We standing face to face Hey so babe, Dance, dance Revolution in the mind Dance, dance Evolution in the grind Dance, dance Cus we all about them good times, Twenty four seven, three hundred and sixty five Times ten that’s making decade after decade We living in a golden age All of lifetime is a good time, yeah
6.
Lords Of The Underground 00:34
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B.O.Y.S. we're the lords of the underground If you fuck with us you'll see two boys in the ultrasound B.O.Y.S. we're the lords of the underground If you fuck with us you'll see two boys in the ultrasound B.O.Y.B.O.Y.B.O.B.O.Y.B.O.Y.B.O. B.O.Y.B.O.Y.B.O.B.O.Y.B.O. (The champions, the champions!)
7.
Iced Out (Diamons r 5ever) 02:25
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Iced out, I got diamonds on my diamonds Gold Hogan on my gold chain Iced out, silver grills on my Rolex And a Rolex in my mouth All this ice man, cold as life man Golden chain, golden snow Burner phone, yeah that's nice Pre Malone posted up in the cut on the low As above so below and we don't give a fuck Boyzone in the club, coco in my sock Molly in my blood, Henny in my cup Yeah we on the up, up Iced out, zero kelvin, Frosty the snowman Spitting pure fire 'til I'm melting Left on read like you're just friends Nice guys just nice to wet their end If you wouldn't fuck you then why would she? Practice wanking in the mirror til you love yourself, geek Stoned like a gorgon's reflection Give the boy inside you some of that attention Don't live your life like you asking for Coke and getting Pepsi Ice out, so you maximise your fluids Rainchecks, rainchecks, yeah we getting paid Pink haze of DMT coming from my vape Wind rising, neon lightning, I don't sway, bae Durberry Louie G all my drip Fake it 'til I make it, too iced out I can't take it, cry my eyes out Tears in the rain shimmering like diamonds Take my gold sailboat down to silver islands Across the fucking ocean Going Titanic in one fluid motion Icebergs around me yeah I'm so frozen My money green, my soul black Once you're this iced out you can never go back To square one, cause it's a cruel world not a fair one Run the bands ain't gone share none Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money Graveyard Gang CEO I'm the chairman Iced out Iced out Watch us glitter as we dance in the dark Figures skating on the frozen lake in the park When the snow falls at night it looks like stars Repeating pattern, windscreen frost Get a lens flare, when I get cross Going Ice Elemental, fuck the cost Drinking anti-freeze til my eyes go gloss
8.
Death Wish 01:31
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Bored of my life like all of the time Sick and tired of this sisyphean climb Roll up, almost there, no luck, worse for wear Had my share, roll a blunt, grab a chair Smoke smoke, what the fuck do I care It's the thousand yard stare my eyes are glossy Nothing but opps everywhere, because I'm flossing Don't hate the player, my life is solitaire The wishy washy cunts will love me when I'm dead So I stay frosty Yo its darkness, my old friend I know youll be with me til the end Lot of people choose whens their last breath But I guess its better than wanking yourself to death You sayin ideation im talking imagination Imagining bein found really makes me patient Those you’d leave behind, Flowers at a funeral Blasting The Boys at your wake Dancin unusual Mamas mascara dripping Colleagues getting twisted Put hundred behind the bar Now we double fisting Pull me out the coffin Animated dog filter My corpse lickin the screen Goin Freddie Krueger RIP ("It's good to be king. Wait, maybe. I think maybe I'm just like a little bizarre little person who walks back and forth. Whatever, you know, but...")
9.
Stuck In A Hole 02:45
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Hey, I was wondering Have you ever been trapped in a hole? Then this songs for you, its about being trapped in holes I'm in a hole Aye, way down underground deep I'm so low even God can't see Even the worms like birds to me Feels like the Earth's giving birth to me I'm a hole man Hans Moleman, Morlock Shock Jock At war with walls lad Do I get help or do I adapt? Do I get out or do I go bat? Stuck in a hole, point on a map Smoking endo til it feels like crack Smoking it up, mining crack rock Fuck Bubble Bobble, we be going Dig Dug You up in the club, I'm down in a dix foot ditch Graveyard Gang up in this bitch Rolex on my wrist, shovel in my hands Eighteen holes in my FMRI scans Like a golf course but I don't swing that way Swingin pick-axe down in the hole every day A-hole, k-hole, Come Up like J. Cole Turn on, tune in, drop out, lay low Fire and brimstone, living la volcano Drop it like Flintstones, pot of gold, rainbow Dig it up, we don't dig it up Cause we digging down, digging down Yeah we live it up, live it up in the hole And The Boys don't give a fuck Goin deeper and deeper And even deeper 'til we stuck Aye, C’mon chop chop You can’t dig up Hitting bottom rocks Doing Double drops Whiskey and beer, That’s a Hop scotch (tic tac toe) I’m raving, I’m caving I’m shaking, I’m quaking I’m saving, I’m amazing I’m in a maze in Crete Minotaur following me Take the bull by the horns Headbutt it to sleep Pressure makes diamonds Boys going eyeless You ain’t got a patch on us, like fake Stone Island Yo smoke a batch with us, now we getting higher Boys to the maximum, set it on fire Brain big, forehead like Danny Dyer Oh yeah, no shit! Us Boys always in a hole Goin Buffalo Bill with the underground flow Digging deep til we see smoke
10.
Get The Fuck Out Of The Way 02:37
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Us boys goinh out with the lads 2 percent battery and a packet of fags I’m talkin bout cigs in case you’re a yank Metamorphosis like we going Franz Kaf Roaches bigger than in the Men in Black Blunts so big you need both hands Eatin diazepam like im snipinh sniper wolf Goin to war again like Bushes in the gulf Pushin people out the way, blockin the path You standin in a doorway I’m takin your scalp Not aware of your surroundings, easy life Where I grew up even babies had knives Bunch of old folk stopping for a chat Run you over, lawnmower, don’t be a grass Paint the floor with blood, Jackson Pollock Banging on your chin like a pair of bollocks Yo so get the fuck outta the way (x4) Fire in the boyhole when we're in the booth Welcome to the Boyzone, don't fuck with Wolfpit Crew Check it! Doing ketamin and molly, I'm in stealth mode Going Metal Gear Solid, COINTELPRO Pocket full of benjamins Popping all these benzo pills Fuck it all, do what it takes to make it through this hellhole I'm not trying to make my mark, won't leave a trace All I really want, a blunt and my own space Live my life like I have all the time to waste Plodding on at my own pace So get the fuck out of my way Oi! Fuck off If I see thee again Ya get told off I punctuate with punches Eating fingers like dairy lea dunkers Only place you’re safe is in bunkers So get out my way you dumb fuckers Parallel lines on the parallax You getting in my way like you was snorlax Fishin you out the canal like you was earwax Got more meat than a Big mac Got more cheese than a Swiss bank So make some space like you was Tom Just get the fuck out of the way okay Yo so get the fuck outta the way (x4) Didn't mama teach you not to fuck with rappers If you bump into this boy I'm staring daggers Looking dangerous my t-shirt has five dragons I'm khaleesi son, You're Daario Naharis So mind your manners Or I'll blow your fucking mind like in Scanners Get the fuck out of my face
11.
Certified Boy Lover 02:37
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Its been nearly an hour since I said I love you But I don’t want anyone else to say That I never say that I love you You’re a certified boy lover in my brain Certificate of achievement Boy Lovers worldwide Cus our music makes you feel it Least whats deep inside Boylove is a vital organ Give you a heart transplant Cus I’m a brain surgeon Musical shaman Boylove reflection Alpha and Omega Megadrive Sega Cider drinker Cigarette roller Thought leader Floor cleaner Window peeper Never sleep, yeah Boylove insomnia Charging up the particle field Transfering power from my energy shield Tachyon engine on overdrive The Boys gonna take you for a ride Fully synthetic but I have feelings Us androids dream of fucking human beings I raise my arms high, pantomime What am I? I'm a Lambo Crucified, saltire Spread it wide, sex dungeon Lover time, certified Blue checkmark, verified Boy mambo numba hundo Boys rolling up, up looking all aurora boreal Outlook looking greek, eudaimonia New hair, new tee, NewJeans, South Korean Come out to play Warrior Xannies for Euphoria Planets are colliding Melanchola Surfing on the sine wave, fast fourier You're fingering A Minor while The Boys are going Dorian 1 A.B., Anno Boyzone, forget about Gregorian Year of reptilian, I made a million push-ups Jacked up, jacked in, jack of all trades Fat cock, black shades, fake chains I'm the whole package baby, hold up I'm the UPS truck, package after package Of emotional baggage Lovebombing like Kaczynski Obsessed like adults into Disney Full sleeve tattoo of underwater beings Got Cthulhu in my feelings Cus us Boys we go real deep, Goin Venga cus we having Sex on the beach Looking fine like a painting by Botticelli Finding that pearl in the Oysters belly Certified Boy Lover Soy face when you see the cover Goin raw like I lost the rubber Feeling Abel like a biblical brother Dancing on tables at the Last Supper
12.
Boy Island 01:34
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Why are they playing our new song On the telly, I don't know Shadows swaying on their own Colors radiate and glow In love with everyone Can't eat, I can't sleep Loving my mania, I move at light speed Feel like the world is too slow The mind is racing, can't keep it silent My brain acting ultraviolent We're interconnected And no boy is an island It's boys all the way down We make the world go around Preach my sermon on the mount Listen to boy infrasound Booting Wilson into the sea Claim it back on Monzo Deep diving on the beach Nose bent like Gonzo, Beach boys dancing in sand Like we in Trinidad and Tobago Feelin like the Duke of Milan Boys livin like we was Prospero A scene at the sea And I feel Sonatine Blue hour, blue flowers Sky in full bloom, hana-bi I'm staying right where I'm at Sky turning black Got everything that I need It's just me, Smith & Wesson And a solo cup full of lean
13.
Scatman (prod. Deegu Maradona) 01:50
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Bedbugs and crack smoke, The Boys and shottas with coke Don’t choke, fishscale, baking soda, no egg yolk This shit will make you go play hide and seek by yourself for a week Young bright minds down the drain, oh well, toast with champagne One way ticket to Colombia, let me board that plane No checked in luggage, just a carry-on bodybag and a toe tag It’s the boys, it’s the boys Big Boys, Big Foot Banging bass with a left hook Can’t skiptrace As I switch lanes Undertaker in the back, Cus we death rooked Champagne shook Spray it in my face, Hamilton Bounce with the boys, Amsterdam Listen to the voice inside you man Eat the world, going Galactus Bon Appetit, you in the Boyzone Chatting shit like Scatman John Take you to school like a shotgun Waterfall bong on the bus home This camera, this camera, Hot ones Smoke everyday, Black lung Got our first feat., Amphibian Be bop ba bada bope Weed addled stutter flow Come at me bro I know karate though My high kick low And my belt yellow It's the B, O, Y to the S Thinking three, moves, behind Kinda like I'm playing chess It's been a good year Now I'm switching to Pirellis Fifth gear, Jah bless Ten followers on the 'gram Almost like Jesus One day they'll hang All of our albums in museums Boy ouvre in the Louvre Ahead of the curve, hip-hop prime mover Haven't you heard, the New Boy Sound
14.
Why 01:09
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Put away your toys Start using hair gel Keep your room clean Care how you dress yourself Cus all boys gotta grow up some day Family to feed and bills to pay Time to put away those childish things Cus life is real and it isn’t about dreams But Oh why boy?

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