Gang

Blank glances
Rank stances
We drank it all in
With the cuffs of our eyes
And we dragged and we drugged
Got furious involved and then saw a flood
Adjust like a professional
We can confess lust in the confessional
I swear it was never intentional
But hell we’ll work with it
Shell out the gwac and we’ll shell out the work for it
But if you ever tell don’t be surprised if you
Get peppered
Seasoned with a hell-load of shells
Knock out one of mine
I’ll take out three of yours