Wild Boyz Lyrics - Singles - Mic Righteous

Ayo its six o'clock on the dot 

C-money comes and picks me up 

He beeps 3 times I throw my 90s on we hit the pub 

I'm charged up, everybody's getting spuds 

Mouth getting numb I need a lager 

Pull up to the cark park blasting Skibba in his prime 

One nation 99, a windy night 

We hit the bar and get a pint 

I'm sitting by the pool table, heard him say is he Mic? 

I turn my waist he shakes my hand and says his name is Micky Kyte 

His body language demanded respect 

Anger painted his eyes 

Known on the ends for his vicious ways 

Looks intimidating but he's all blessed 

Worn out tattoos on his arms 

Face covered in scars 

From the years of brawling 

It only gave him more strength 

Over the years of torment 

Fought to many battles, so many tears have fallen 

All of it was true I knew it weren't the beer talking 

I guess man like me and Mick have had our fair share of bullshit 

People that have needed us, at night we hear them calling 

Micky said he heard my passion on the Hardway 

Wanted me to write a track for his dear brother that passed away 

His name was Richard one of the hardest man in our gate 

A family man that loved his life and lived it in the fast lane 

I agreed immediately inspired by Micky's heartache 

He invites me to his yard next weekend and eager I can't wait 

It's getting late we finish our drinks and start heading out 

Jump in the car Micky winks I'm thinking I can't let you down 

HOOK 

I know it kills you to see your brother's grave 

But the same things that break a man can make another change 

I'll stop thinking that my life's a game 

Richard never died in vein 

Mick wipe away them tears from under your face 

I know you want to go insane every time you hear your brother's name 

I'm a change the way I live my life dedicate this to Richard Kyte 

A wild boy at heart that never gave up on a fight 

A wild boy that passed on but never give up 

HOOK 

Knock on Micky's door anxiety building up in my gut 

Not knowing what to expect he welcomes me with a hug 

I'm touched so much for being nuts but trust me he was ruff 

He wouldn't hesitate to open you up he's seen enough 

We got seated in the living room but Micky's in a different mood 

A little gloomy his Missus stay sitting in the kitchen 

Maybe it's a little too deep 

Crack a few tinnies roll up a doobie 

As soon as he's ready away we go 

Micky begins to speak his teenage daughter taking notes 

He tells me about his father I can tell he was pissed from the way he spoke 

He changes tone he sounded hurt 

Dad was in and out of bird 

Mick and Richard had to learn to ruck for themselves 

Must have been love for one and other that made them tougher than nails Made them play the father role because dad was up in a jail 

Nothing could ever separate them together take on the world 

Maybe they hate the bastard coppers for taking their father from them 

Richard and Mick were born 18 months apart he tells me about their play fights how they had taken some too far 

Neither man would back down they try and break each other's arms 

It was these same play fights that had made these brothers hard 

Gave these brothers heart, made them want to tear apart 

Anyone that starts give a fuck who you are 

You`ll get sparked 

And yeah their hard but they'd still share a bath with each other 

When they were younger getting drunk looking after each other. 

HOOK - HOOK 

Mick shows me a photo of Richard at the beach with his boy 

I can see the joy in his smile but deep down the boy is wild 

In came the rainy weather, the drink, the cane, the girls, the rage, he couldn't take the pressure 

At 16 he joined the army looking to make things better 

Plus he's used to going to war by now the pain is pleasure 

He fought a couple years 

But the walls come crumbling down when he got caught touching gear 

But that's what happens when the coke gets yah 

Before he tastes another beer its 2 years up in Colchester 

Military prison done 6 months but shit aint no better 

Richard and Mick still criminally driven and pissed 

Of cold Stella both fed up 

When you're hit by wild boys you won't get up no never 

Do anything for each other no matter the measure they roll together 

I dedicate this track to Richard Kyte a legend in my eyes 

Although your gone, your legacy will never die, 

Coz what can break a man can make another change 

Make a brother brave; make him stand and fight instead of runaway 

Like Wild Boys 

Laugh in the face of confrontation 

I'm a change, life is not a game God I'm gracious not afraid 

Put righteous on Rocky's grave 

Wild Boys for life 

And Richard Kyte we've not forgot your name, 

Until the day you meet again Mick will miss you dearly 

Dear brother dear friend Richard if you hear me.. 

HOOK -HOOK 

Wild Boys...