No Way Home Songtext - Mr. Polska

No Way Home - Mr. Polska

[Prod. by Boaz van de Beatz]

[Pre-Hook: Ronnie Flex]
Mi youth, tell'em one with the infama
Them federal mambo's gone with the gunfire
These youths will take life away, yeah
I pray, after smokin' up mi indica
Mash up the dance with mi rocket launcher
These youths will take life away

[Hook: Ronnie Flex]
Come again, say murda them
Come again, say murda them
Tell a boy we never heard of'em
Murda them
Come again, say murda them
We never heard of'em

[?]

[Instrumental]

[Verse 1: Mr. Polska]
Sneuvel, I came up like a Terminator look-a-like
My hands up in her pants till they paralyzed
See me in the club on a mountainbike
Got the drunk potato face with the pretty eyes
Everyday we do the same thing
I end up in my bed
And I can't feel my face
There's pizza on my shirt
I've been traveling for days
But hey (I lost my virginity on the age of twelve)

[Pre-Hook] + [Hook] + [?] + [Instrumental] + [Hook]


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