All songs written and produced by FlewManChew and the No Boys
recorded in Chilli's basement with a Roland digital 8 track, two Shure mics, one cheap mic and that nice stank basement smell.
Self released 1/12/15

Chilli Flew and the No Boys

Chili Flew

this is one of the oldest songs i have on this page.  it might be older than me.

drums - jon e powerhouser
guitar / vocals - flewmanchew


my name is justin and no I ain't a boss d.j.
but i'll still spit on this mic today
but i ain't got much to say...
no i ain't got nothing to use
no i ain't got nothing to prove
no i ain't got nothing to lose

no i ain't a boss d.j.
but i'll still spit on this mic today
give me something to use
give me something to abuse
give me something to use
give me something to ... abuse

i'll take it all.  i'll take it all.  i'll take it all.  i'll take it all.  i'll take it all.  
i'll take it all.

Bad Penny - Abused

this one has had a few different names over the years, its old.  i was finally convinced to name it from a line i heard in purple rain .. where after one of prince's shows kinda goes flop and he's in the dressing room, walking around back and forth with a mad prince look on his face... and someone walking by sees him making the mad prince face shouts "prince no one understands your music but you!" i always agreed with that statement for lots of different songs of my own. haha i can make a mad prince face too. 

thanks for the drum programming - skank mcnasty r.b.


lyrics -
though sometimes we don't act like we've known each other
but we've known each other, for so long
and it sticks and it burns.  like other sides of the fence.
and we see each other, on those other sides
and it sticks and it burns. and we see each other on those other sides like we have never known each other.
could i be this empty? when i give to you my love?
could we be our insanity working us into a frenzy? 
she's not the one to ask but i'll be the one to blast
drive it straight into my head. 
please baby, tell me you'll be my everything. everything. everything. everything.
though it sticks it and burns,  we live with regret.  just different sides of the fence.  though it sticks and it burns.  just different sides of the mirror.

no one understands your music but you...

drums - chilli b.
guitar / throat - flewmanchew



lyrics-
master can i go outside and play it felt like it rained all day, didn't wanna sit alone in the room looking around at my sad in bloom wanna make mistakes and make em all cry so i can understand why...locked me the box threw away my key kept me for yourself as your little pet peeve ill kick your chair i'll tell you when to leave always be there tugging at your sleeve... if it's not nice if it's not nice better ask twice....

Chilli Flew and the No Boys - Pett Peeves

drums / backup vocals - chilli b.
guitar / throat - flewmanchew
produced by flewmanchew


lyrics-
cant tell me. wut to do. cant even change my point of view if its askew. oh you.
(it's what I meant to do)
tell me. wut to do. cant even change my point of view if its askew..
oh you. tell me wut to do. oh you.
(the shit is good to play yo)
tell me?? i was bred there. i rocked it twice. grew a grey hair. like old grey beard. in the backyard. heating up his trick. with the old school fix. 
i bet hes got. a thousand golden pieces. tucked away inside of his head. 
i wanna see the treasure. the treasure.
oh let's rob him!
this shit...get down to see mah man...put that shit in mah hand.. in mah hand ..all day.. all night.. cold mic.. mah man.. chilly b on tha drums gets down like fuk u all.. word no bohy$ yall

Chilli Flew and the No Boys - Oh You (i Love False Starts)

drums - chilli b.
guitar / throat - flewmanchew


lyrics-
75 miles to go 
nothing to show 

dirty shoes 
holes in my pockets 
empty sockets 
u need yer fill 
lost my way 
out into the sticks 
painted my squirrels 
all for kicks 
got so old 
into the mirror 
couldn't be 
no more clearer 
dirty shoes holes in my pockets 
empty sockets u need yer fill 
you know? its hard 
even for me to do... 

wish i was drinking pop
back in the 70's 
cut myself 
razor blades 
couldn't see 
the look on my face 
turned away 
couldn't be 
the same mistake 
i made again 
da dah da

Chilli Flew and the No Boys - raw meat

this is our b-side to raw meat.  it was recorded around the same time. spring of 2014.  the image was taken off gratiot ave & st. aubin st.  in detroit mi.  

drums / vocals - chilli b.
guitar / throat - flewmanchew
written by flewmanchew and chilli b.


lyrics-
cant see me while
caught in tha nile 
cant see me while
you copy my style 
one two with the big guns 

you cramp my style 
you drive me wild 
you cramp my style 
but you drive me wild 
(think paul's boutique man) 
you cramp my style 
you drive me wild 
you stole my style 
but you drive me wild 

one two with wild 
one two with the big ones 

cant see me while you keep all my style 
cant see me while you give me the wild

Chilli Flew and the no boys - 145 banger st

one take freestyle jam. dumb-dub in action. 
drums - chilli b.
guitar / throat - flewmanchew



lyrics-
oh no
it happened again
i took it all
feel so fucking dead again
i didn't mind
to sleep all that time
never leave my bed again

so close the shades
block out the light
leave the door
closed

i wont never mind 
to sleep all the time
but i wont ever
leave my bed 
wont care
i wont care
wont go
and whoa
oh
so bloodthirsty
i wont care
i wont mind

Chilli Flew and the no boys - I Wont Care

drums / vocals - chilli b.
guitar / vocals - flewmanchew


lyrics-
time to get bent with the cold limp (x2)
oh my basket so fantastic (x2)
i can fuck with a mic in a basement (x2)
kicks like the old school they think they're soo cool (x2)
oh we used to steal.... up and down your block
like mother fuck a cop
oh my basket so fantastic (x3)
time to get bent with tha cold limp
say it twice amigo

Chilli Flew and the no boys - rat basket

this is a second mix of oh you (i love false starts)
drums / backup vocals - chilli b.
guitar / throat - flewmanchew
written and produced by flewmanchew 

Lyrics-
cant tell me. wut to do. cant even change my point of view if its askew. oh you.
(it's what I meant to do)
tell me. wut to do. cant even change my point of view if its askew..
oh you. tell me wut to do. oh you.
(the shit is good to play yo)
tell me?? i was bred there. i rocked it twice. grew a grey hair. like old grey beard. in the backyard. heating up his trick. with the old school fix. 
i bet hes got. a thousand golden pieces. tucked away inside of his head. 
i wanna see the treasure. the treasure.
oh let's rob him!
this shit...get down to see mah man...put that shit in mah hand.. in mah hand ..all day.. all night.. cold mic.. mah man.. chilly b on tha drums gets down like fuk u all.. word no bohy$ yall

Chilli Flew and the no boys - Oh You (chillimix)

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