| Them gone too far now man
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| Where the badman from?!
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| Man are from London
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| Stage show done
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| There ain’t no come
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| The writing’s on the wall in the same old font
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| That’s where Ghetto and Kano’s from
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| That’s where Wiley, Dizzee and Lethal made those songs
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| Wait hold on, I just found some scales I used to weigh both on
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| Back when I was getting my Waitrose on
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| Prayed so long, man can’t tell me there ain’t no God
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| Hope the last 8 years outweighs the memories my brain don’t wat
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| Now the sun comes out ad when it does?
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| The shades go on!
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| The rum comes out, and when it does?
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| It’s a wave no-one
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| Austrailian ting, waves so strong
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| Now Mexican ting, been on this wave so long!
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| I got a 147 and a 123 there
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| That’s where I went secondary school it’s like I become me there
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| And when Temple was on you would think it was Tottenham vs Arsenal
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| What you know about jungle and them place there
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| What you know about rumble and them raves there
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| Ask your Uncle and them breh there
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| Ask your Uncle about them day there
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| I was in an A4, 06 (skrrr)
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| 8 scores, old whip
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| I got bass that’ll shake floors, hold this
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| I can shake jaws with this gold dis
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| I was in Ministry of Sound with some bully road niggas
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| Saw a nigga in the ground with some bullet holes in him
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| Where was you when I was in Unit 10
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| Spitting my heart out losing phlegm
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| Ask Giggs how long I’ve been doing tunes with them
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| Two years I was living in Norwood
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| That’s breakfast in Blue Jay’s every damn day
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| If it’s AM you know what I’ve ordered
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| Stepped out in some Jordans, said safe to the bruddas on the corner
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| Said he’s got food so I bought some
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| What you buying?
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| Bought two eighths and I ballsed one
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| Road rage, could have caught two case on the school run
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| Okay, I’m on an no toothpaste can’t talk one
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| Tie em up like a shoelace cause he’s all tongue
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| My Dad’s side’s from Shepard’s Bush
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| So I got a few alies in len
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| And I treat advice like it’s never good
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| Used to go
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| Cross the road and go hold your blud
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| I used to thief clothes out the B Os
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| Cause I couldn’t afford Machino, Iceberg or Valentino
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| Then my nigga came round with the repros
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| We got the cheat codes!
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| Dat dat dat dat’s mine
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| I know I’m late but it’s black man time
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| Dark knight, Batman grind
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| Hat back time, matte black ride
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| The galdem went from that boy’s ugly to
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| Lord have mercy that man’s fine
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| Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat, Vine follow me have a badman life
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| Traveller, backpack type
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| I don’t need no manager man’s that nice
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| You are not in my calibre, hashtag right
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| Slide down the banister, Maggie at times
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| You might see me with a maggie at times
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| Where the badman from?!
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| The badman are from South London! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song London , by - Ghetts. Song from the album Ghetto Gospel: The New Testament, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп