Bravado

All show
I´ve seen your bandana,

your uncle´s shotgun.


You´ve squeezed into bad

like it was a tight dress boy.

And you´re up and down sad

with a spraycan!

Your crews addicted to

some new cheap tweeker´s potion.

Your rival´s bought a sight

and bribed the oldschool for the right

to explode you.

Yeah your new face tatoo

has got the neighbours rattled

the local diary too.

But they count bullets and sent

the order to peel off your ink!

Lay low at your friends,

forget that stuff you once pretended.

They do this nine to five to Ak47

By the end of the week better pray your alive

cause they don´t let fakers into heaven.