Bobaflex (bō-bŭ-flĕx) is an American metal band from Point Pleasant, West Virginia, United States. They were part of Gigantour in 2005 and Rock on the Range in 2008 and 2012.
Formed in the 1990s, the band has released six full-length albums and one six-track EP, and is featured on the Gigantour DVD/CD. The band released the six-song EP, Chemical Valley which was released on 7 March 2010, and a 15 track full-length album Hell in my Heart which was released on February 4, 2011. The unique thing about the band is the two frontmen, brothers Shaun and Marty McCoy, who trade guitar and lead vocals, depending on the song.
Bobaflex was established in 1998 by the McCoys. The idea for Bobaflex happened in 1997 when Shaun, Lutz and Drebbit met at Marshall University in Huntington, West Virginia. The brothers were no strangers to the press, having ancestral ties to the most infamous family feud in American history, between the Hatfields and the McCoys which almost caused a war between the states of West Virginia and Kentucky in the 1880s.
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Just like that! Bam! Bam!
Way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu
Just like that! Bam! Bam!
You was out there with a bullseye on your chest
Trying to catch lead
She was out there with a bullseye on her chest
Trying to catch lead
MTV puttin' killers on the screen
Children dance to song where murder is the theme
Responsibility! Who's to blame? Never blame
The labels or the artists heavens
No, no no!
It started in California, so you wanna be a thug?
You got your gun in your hands and you
Keepin' it real
But John Wayne belongs in the movies
Where bullets aren't real
Way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu
Just like that! Bam! Bam!
Way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu
Just like that! Bam! Bam!
You was out there with a bullseye on your chest
Trying to catch lead
She was out there with a bullseye on her chest
Trying to catch lead
I don't know what I've been told
Violence turns album into gold
500,000 sold! Jay-Z wasn't talking about you
Singing about you
You've got it all mixed up
The kids are over-reacting
So you wanna be a thug?
You got your gun in your hands and you
Keepin' it real
But John Wayne belongs in the movies
Where bullets aren't real
Suburban children don't you know you can
Don't you know you can die?
You ain't from the ghetto my friend
Don't you know you can, don't you know
You're so stupid, careless
Delusional, dangerous child
Delusional, dangerous child
I pull the trigger, pull the trigger trigger trigger
Bang bang, I pull the trigger!
I wont cry when you die
I wont cry you're so
Stupid, careless, delusional, dangerous
Way-yu way-yu
Just like that bam!
Way-yu way-yu
Just like that bam!
You was out there with a bullseye on your chest