They Come Around - Evil Ebenezer, Conscience, Birdapres

«They come around but they never come close»

«Why is That?»

«Because the punks ain’t hitting»

«They come around but they never come close»

«Make'em go!»

«Back to the Left»

Ayo I roll in the cut

Holding my nuts so my hand rubber band when I’m foldin my butts

Look Mr. Yucks in the club

I think someone slipped some drink in my drugs

I’m obnoxious, these girls know my name

In the guinness book of records for the worlds thinnest chain

You’re so weak, I don’t know how you slipped through

Your CDs is 20 second flip through

Yeah I’m repping for down and outers

But I got no love for out of towners

So don’t come around the 20 get your cut toned

I got four words, «Stay the fuck home»

«They come around but they never come close»

«Why is That?»

«Because the punks ain’t hitting»

«They come around but they never come close»

«Make'em go!»

«Back to the Left»

Ayo we roll in ya town

Holding the pound of the finest home grown (?) sound

Coming from the wild west coast and the clouds of smoke

That surrounders choke kids and (?)

«They come around but they never come close»

To us, most of punks just jokes to us

Hopeless ducks, be noping up the bills sucking deals and it’s so disgusting

Man, this ain’t no get rich quick scheme its been years

You think you spit clean shit then clean ya ears

It’s so hard to listen to most artists gimmicks with no heart

Just isn’t the whole parsol, Is it?

«They come around but they never come close»

«Why is That?»

«Because the punks ain’t hitting»

«They come around but they never come close»

«Make'em go!»

«Back to the Left»

Broke the glass, grab thee axe, running like a hundred yard dash

So much class and cunning

Im in out like I needed the lesson explained

My school of thought to the professional day

Any haters in this bachelor auction?

Broads give me action like they captured a hostage

I wake up, taped up in a closet got my gold card and took a girl french shopping

That’s one that’ll torch the sound to a crisp

Any Broad escorts around for a livin

So holla at a playa, words that amaze ya

Chile whip it in cheese shapes, jeans and tennis shoes

Dudes and west beach thugs I’m at the titty bar

Handing out fifties and catching chlamydia

You sitting wondering

«Do I have a video?», Nah

Just hardcore shit that got you gritting your jaw

«They come around but they never come close»

«Why is That?»

«Because the punks ain’t hitting»

«They come around but they never come close»

«Make'em go!»

«Back to the Left»

Don’t even get in our way ma’fucka

It’s over (?)