lost boy - Intellectual

I am a Lost Boy from Neverland

Usually hanging out with Peter Pan

And when we're bored, we play in the woods

Always on the run from Captain Hook

"Run, run, Lost Boy, " they say to me

"Away from all of reality"

(javierfraster,kingofsmoke)

(grah grah look kill the opps and we smokin all they block and we smokin the opps Grah)

(javierfraster)

Kill all the noise we rise from the ground

Smoke in the air as the sirens sound (grah)

We ain't here to play nah we’re here to stay

The block’s alive and it don’t obey

Smokin' the block while we runnin' it hot

Chasin' the opps like a clock that won’t stop

Smokin' the block yeah we takin' the shot

Smokin' the block smokin' the block

Footsteps poundin' like a drumline beat

Streetlights flashin' shadows in retreat

Hands up high but they can’t compete

We don’t just talk we brng the heat

Runnin' fast yeah the ground gonna quake

Shakin' the block till the foundations break (yo fat ass quakin)

Opps disappear like a ghost in the mist

The block’s our story and the plot’s got a twist

(ghost in the mist x3 echoe)(lost in this mist, and lost boys in the mist)

Smokin' the block while we runnin' it hot

Chasin' the opps like a clock that won’t stop

Smokin' the block yeah we takin' the shot

Smokin' the block smokin' the block

We see a opp we gon let it blow shoot on the low then pass it to bro (he my brotha)

(kingofsmoke)

Shadows move where the streetlights fade

Hoodie up

Hearts like a hand grenade

Whispers loud but the truth’s delayed

Every step's a match to a fuse

Every choice a game to lose

Kill all opps

Well we smoke the block

Chasin' dreams while we shake the block

Hands up high

Never check the clock

No regrets when the time gets caught

Sirens wail like a midnight hymn

Fists tight

Holding ghosts within

Street’s a stage

And the lights grow dim

Smoke rolls thick

It blurs the frame

Chasin' shadows

It's all a game

Names in chalk