Little ******* on the boulevard;
they look so cool, they look so hard,
they look so mean, they have that green;
looking oh so bold while they wear their gold.

Little ******* on the boulevard;
clean shaven heads are on their guard,
standing out in a rugged front yard,
sporting Glock 9s that look so fine
in the crotch of their denim jeans,
where the end neglects to have a means

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Little ******* are on the boulevard
now
and the cops are calling
just as their pants are falling
down
and amidst their crawling
they admit to sprawling
down

You haven’t a clue,
do you,
you little *******?
You’ve been reduced
to your recluse
in your boulevard,
now.
Life’s so **** hard,
you little *******.

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Little ******* on the boulevard:
rather face death than be barred,
even though they already are.

Little *******, little *******,
leave that boulevard,
leave it all,

leave that boulevard,
just go away,
now,

you little ******* …