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