Front Street
Ain't no place for a boy, who-
Likes to talk ways that boys do-
Unstrung-
Young, dumb-
Comfortably numb

I am-
Old as the star who bears you
Black as the bitch who wears you, tears you
Rips you apart and then turns it around

Come on feel me
I ain't only one
When it comes apart
We're gonna have some fun, son

Give me five minutes
With your sweetest sweet tea
If she's fine as your missus-
Then she's fine enough for me
A rod out the window
A suburban street-
And I ain't slept since Monday-
Jump in and ride-
We got deadlines to meet

People to use-
Lovers to break-
Handful of pills-
No life to take-
River too cold-
Oven too hot-
Bridge a one hundred and fifty foot drop

But there was a day I could say that I loved you-
Early one evening I cut thru Longview
Lifted you up, then you turned it around

Here on Front Street-
All the good girls and their boys know
Down in the mine there are diamonds-
Down on the street walk the lifeless

And now I know that you're through with me
Can I tell you, my love, dead honestly?
Life is shame and your hands are stained-
Walk in chains and change your name
Go where you go, but forget me not-
Take a memory too, if it's all you got
Chase your pain with a shot of rain-
Dig with a spade or a razor blade

Come on feel me now
I ain't only one
When it comes apart
We're gonna have some fun, son

[Mookie B]
Bankhead we ain't neva scared you heard what lil mark said D4L put it down radio gotta play it
still on that front street f*** wit dem young g's Cicero Martin Luther King Bankhead boys they down wit me
Harris home still my home county boys got them toys ya'll M*** F***
cant pull my card Im mookie b the dop e mate papa chasin weildin it grab da mike and keep that M*** F***
S*** crunk

[Chorus]
Front Street Woah [6x]
woah woah woah

[Stuntman]
Big Trucks Big Bucks stuntman stay flexed up ice on my wrist to my M*** F*** Neck up Ya'll
N*** Aint neva heard ov me like that song called S*** Me aint to fly for akey dont make me give that
price to me hit me on my cell fone 44368 posted on that front get there check and dont be late Label me
tha bad guy cash floa it mutiply neva seen so much money in my bank stacked so Hi

[Chorus]

[Fabo]
Thats front street wo get geeked like O like stunt aint got no rep give em 2 dollas fabo i can pop
like lo make ya bend ya nees till ya hips go next time you think first befo you run yo lip (o)
i was born evangelist see bankhead aint havin this we got the trap locked down yall freshly rapin it
2 35s on that new rov oh suka you will die when that front street woah i pop i roll beat at the trap
doah and a hundre D4L fans runin thru that back doah (Woah) (woah) he'll do it now (Woah) (Woah) she'll Do
It Now

[Chorus]

Swereve like this thru that front street woah Range rov 24s wit a poket full ov dough Im lo Girl Im lo
let em know thow a bow oh no D4L dun walked thru da doah and we high off dro knokin hatas to tha flow
make a way to tha bar for tha cris and tha mo Fabo geeked up do ya dance on em' he done popped anotha
spree well spinnin like O like woah N**** spinnin like woah, Like woah N*** spinnin like woah

[Chorus]

Front Street
Ain't no place for a boy, who
Likes to talk ways that boys do
Unstrung
Young, dumb
Comfortably numb

I am
Old as the star who bears you
Black as the bitch who wears you, tears you
Rips you apart and then turns it around

Come on feel me
I ain't only one
When it comes apart
We're gonna have some fun, son

Give me five minutes
With your sweetest sweet tea
If she's fine as your missus
Then she's fine enough for me
A rod out the window
A suburban street
And I ain't slept since Monday
Jump in and ride
We got deadlines to meet

People to use
Lovers to break
Handful of pills
No life to take
River too cold
Oven too hot
Bridge of one hundred and fifty foot drop

But there was a day I could say that I loved you
Early one evening I cut thru Longview
Lifted you up, then you turned it around

Here on Front Street
All the good girls and their boys know
Down in the mine there are diamonds-
Down on the street walk the lifeless

And now I know that you're through with me
Can I tell you, my love, dead honestly?
Life is shame and your hands are stained
Walk in chains and change your name
Go where you go, but forget me not
Take a memory too, if it's all you got
Chase your pain with a shot of rain
Dig with a spade or a razor blade

Come on feel me now
I ain't only one
When it comes apart
We're gonna have some fun, son