Boys on the East
Sayonara to the Girls on the West
We're well-protected
Never broken down
Business is cutthroat
You gotta swallow
And then you gotta give them yours
Girls to the left
The man's soft at heart
Smells the gardenia flowers
And his life goes on
With endless protection
If you travel to the East
You've got your Love
And it's not the land of Your Heart
So you end up sealed
In a jailhouse
Lost souls
>From killer freeways
Survive the night
The night like Gasoline!
yeahhh yeahh yeah.. you got the right number
Got the right shoes..
Now if you jump here
You will fall..
Lost souls
As an Eastern boy
Moving to the West
The freedom turns to vandalism
With a higher notch
Of risk and brutal animation..
An Eastern Boy
In the inner city
the Girls named Gloria
He could comprehend
As if they could be looked through
As though they were hearts
Made of Glass..
And the dude on the cover
Of a magazine
That man's not a saint..
The boys on the Eastside
Modified the sport
Now its time to go head on..
With your head on..
Head on.. yeahhh..
Girls Named Gloria - Stories from the West (by Seung kim)
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