| Rowdy badd, out to get mash up
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| 'Bout to get mad, 'bout to get crash up
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| Loud when our side under funded no wonder hungers still run the punk kids
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| Because we 'bout it everyone around me
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| Bad boys scalp roll back like (?)
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| Run the whole school
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| Set a scally on a townie
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| Man I pour another bitta liquor if you down it
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| Though I doubt it you ain’t about it
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| You man, meditate, chillin' in your house while I’m climbin' a mountain
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| Ain’t been 'sleep for days but who’s countin'
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| I’m about it
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| Rowdy Badd
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| Loud, towel on my head like Saudi, mad
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| Kill 'em wi' the rhythm and I’m out here
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| Master Peanuts
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| Trouble brewin' up
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| Man pass the teacups
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| No prenups, (?)
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| Up in the kitchen
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| Ready steady whoa
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| We bust the thing up very heavy
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| Fuck up the spot
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| I make the place hot, no peri peri
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| Legendary stuff, mythical
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| Mission til man’s condition gets critical
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| Typical they toe up, rum
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| Hide your mum when we show up
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| Don’t grow up, eat the punami
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| Eat the panini, beat the poonaney
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| Youse chap (?) and we chap Toonami
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| Rowdy Badd man, heat up ya party
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| Your sound down the pan we run ting
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| Bring crowd out, bouncin' amps
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| I’m turned up to maximum, whenever I raps
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| I get girls on the haps
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| Cos I’m a hell of a micman
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| I’m an animal innit, runnin' a mile a minute
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| Too much for them, ready I’m eyein' up the finish
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| I get giddy off vibe no kiddin'
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| Ol' blessed on rhythm and lyrically you’re sittin' with the best
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| One for them (Rowdy!)
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| Bad of the bad
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| Some of them havin' a laugh
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| Those who’re bumpin' at the rave with the chat on tap
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| Got the hookup to match
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| Look at her up to dance
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| Some put up their hands
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| Yeah we rep the deck
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| Rollin big 'un sets
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| Check out my new moves
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| I’ll bruise your whole rep
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| Manoeuvre on tune
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| Your crew be on legs
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| We seem to’ve no rules
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| Bump into your necks
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| We like to get (Rowdy, rowdy, rowdy…) |