Deluded kids get drunk in daddys car
(drinks on me)
We'l rip em off and sell em fucking herbs
(its a twig)
For We Know Wealth and their wealthier than us
(Thats Why)
When i was young i rode the bus
Chorus:
Rap your boy in cotton wool
give him a lift in a 4 by 4
public transport smells of piss
we'l rip you for the skanking kids
A 20 from mothers purse
(Be a good boy)
Blow it on gear and clear your thoughts
(fuckin braindead)
When the hits gone its time for bed
(say to mum)
I've got it all when you and dad are dead
Chorus
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