Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Kidz , by - Plan B. Release date: 25.06.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Kidz |
| Fucking cunts! |
| A’ight you’d best listen up, yeah |
| I break a bottle over some boys head |
| Stab a broken piece into the poor cunt’s leg |
| I leave him in an alley screaming and bleeding to death |
| Run away laughing my head off |
| As I leave him for dead |
| What do I care? |
| It’s not like I’m gonna get caught, Anyways |
| Killing ain’t a crime; |
| it’s a fucking blood sport |
| And I’m about have to notch up as many points as possible |
| Show the kids on my estate that I’m unstoppable |
| Cos in my world respect is the only thing that matters |
| Fight and get enough |
| Someone weak enough for me to beat is getting battered |
| Your self-esteem is getting shattered |
| Into tiny little fragments on the floor it’s scattered |
| What can I say? |
| Life ain’t fair |
| But I don’t care |
| Cos I’m untouchable like Elliott Ness |
| I tie a bandana round my head like Rambo |
| Shoot you on your fucking doorstep like Jill Dando |
| Pick up an AK and spray |
| That’s the mentality of kidz today |
| Fuck a girl and get her pregnant (underage) |
| That’s the mentality of kidz today |
| Even when I got dough I won’t pay my way |
| That’s the mentality of kidz today |
| Stab a youth in the leg down an alley way |
| That’s the mentality of kidz today |
| Even when I got cash in my pocket I ponce |
| Have it, All for free |
| Anything that I want |
| Now I smoke all your weed, get right of my bonce |
| Never repaid the favour back not even once |
| Cos I count like a jack on roll |
| I don’t need the dough but the greed takes control |
| And if I go looking for a fast to harass just to hear him tell me he’s brass. |
| (What?) |
| I’m like trust me blad |
| You don’t wanna make this hard |
| Hand over your money, your phone and your pokemon cards |
| Real fast or else |
| I’ll go on like smoking cigarettes |
| Bad for your health |
| Got one hell of a mean streak, causing beef on the street |
| I pray on the weak |
| Forever looking for fresh meat |
| I need to eat |
| Keep feeding my ego |
| I’m a control freak and I’m only 14 years old |
| In the eyes of the law (fucking pigs) |
| I’m not old enough to have sex |
| My balls ain’t even dropped yet |
| And I’ve had skets |
| Lying on their backs flat on the floor |
| Virgin pussy getting fucked till it’s raw |
| I go out on the chirps, looking for birds |
| Some young dumb bitch to fuck so hard it hurts |
| And what’s worse is that I do it bareback |
| Cos when I put a condom on, its bare slack |
| Nah my dick ain’t big enough for that |
| So I just stick my ding-a-ling inside her snatch and that’s that |
| If I see something I want, I’ll take it |
| Girl won’t give it up, I’ll rape it |
| Break it, impenetrate it |
| I’m gonna make it happen |
| Impregnate it |
| If she has a youth I act like it ain’t mine (Ain't Mine!) |
| And make her have an abortion for the 8th time |
| There’s a gangster called Bonehead who runs things around my area |
| The shit he’s involved couldn’t get any hairier |
| If you’re on his hit list, he’ll find you no matter where you are |
| Fucking with him is worse than catching malaria |
| He’s the most notorious drug dealer on my estate |
| Sells copious amounts of heroin and crack cocaine |
| Double cross him and you’ll feel the pain |
| There’s more disappearing acts on the street than David Blaine |
| And I wanna be just like him |
| Riding in a blacked out Beemer with alloy rims |
| Doing drive-by's, firing |
| An AK-47 out the window and ting |
| See that kinda shit impresses me |
| Cos I got an ignorant mentality |
| The way I see |
| Is the way to be |
| So I repeat nothing will ever get through to me. |
| (Never!) |
| Boy that’s the way it is today |