hands that sweat The camera pans the away fans end Twenty quid for blues to thrash the reds Then cash that cash, when the ref has said My mates out, his pads a
do a stupid thing like that Coz yeah it felt like we were through though But I could've ruined it, I?m such a twat (I lost you for a minute yeah
could tell him about the dough on the draws That's somethin' I don't know, I swore The coat thing will look dodgy loads more If I don't throw it down
let out a sigh ?Cause I can?t imagine my life without you and me There?s things I can?t imagine doin?, things I can?t imagine seein? It weren't supposed
To Bad For Tv, You Won't See Me I'm Ridin The Streets I'm A Hustler, People, My Life In The Streets Watch The Game, Get You Life In The Streets My Watch
out free tickets To the wedding of his son And me, I nearly get bursted And wouldn't it be my luck To get caught without a ticket And be discovered beneath a
out free tickets To the wedding of his son. An' me, I nearly got busted An' wouldn't it be my luck To get caught without a ticket And be discovered beneath a
out free tickets To the wedding of his son An' me, I nearly got busted An' wouldn't it be my luck To get caught without a ticket And be discovered Beneath a
getting' checks while you rappers stay checkless Real street nigga feel free to do a checklist They don't really make em like me Had to give you a second to breathe Nigga ballin' still a
me For quality, and I make no apology For linking my thinking with computer technology. Cos this is like a modern day hymn For the new church, I search for
That Street Money, That street that street money That Street Money, That street that street money That Street Money, That street that street money That Street Money, That street
you think that you a patriot? You ain't nothing but a motherfuckin racist bitch Fulla hatred, pressin a button trying to inject me But I ain't got no
Bad For Tv, You Won't See Me I'm Ridin The Streets I'm A Hustler, People, My Life In The Streets Watch The Game, Get You Life In The Streets My Watch,
on deck and everything that's mines I protect with a Tek, I don't half step Now I got ends and I'm rollin a Lexus, fuck a Benz, and so many new friends
m a.. RIOT MAKER! And I come out bustin... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn about nuthin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. Riot
I make a escape Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free And the streets to a player is the place