Nobody round here's gettin bang to rights All the bins and the busstop set alight Coppers stay away like kyrptonite Is in the air tonight And so their outta sight Bitches round here don't bark they bite If the fellas don't get too fucked they fight government view it as a nasty blight On an otherwise perfect horizon
N it means no matter if their right or left If it's a no go freak show zone o death But if their making money then fuck the rest Are you bereft o love or are ya death I've been tryna get it off my chest Cos the situ makes you get depressed And ya can lay your eggs ima feathered nest But ya must address the fact that it's a mess
government claiming trust in us While the people say don't fuck with us Many men will end up shottin stuff Because a needs a must when the times are tough Many more men that'd love to snuff Live from a rival just because Will anybody say when enoughs enough And who can ya trust if it's dust to dustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
