Chav'it

I paddle with panic in spurs
Saddled on open nerves
Hoarse from wailing on a verse
Firm grip on away shirts
In the wrong kind of strip
Club hopping
Shotgun in the whip
I decide she my size
I'm accelerating (xl-her-rating) in size nines
Ten toes count the purse
Sue me
We doing eighty in a hearse
One hand jammed up her skirt
I don't doughnut or skirt
('cause) when she bendz I Merc
Like a Mod no Merc
Chav fashion is a feat
When jakes creep behind in the Jeep
I reep and
Row my boat no race
Always first no place
Rate me don't rate my face
I reflect when on a wave
Them buoys drift and decay
No ship dock or bae
Lonely come what may
Pay a monkey for a brass
Submission is a farce
Fast rhythm given to class
Working hard to forget the past
With anger hidden with-in-tricate
Riddles tangled sin
Like the sugar in medicine
Ribena and ritalin
Birth a tug of war within
But is dependence dependent on the percentage of the gin
Chasing highs to try and trump it
If you blow it don't bump it
Butter up your bird and wet your whistle on the crumpet

"You look like a gangster like that"
"I'm trying to look like a gangster..."
"You look ugly"
I'm trying to look ugly..."

Yah yah
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Yah

Oi
Cunt you're a beg
So please keep the change
Penny for a thought
That's two pence I save
Got no fucks to give
If I cum twice a day
A proverb on the verge
Of fame is cliché
An apple a day
Keeps René away
The opposite of opposite
Attracts the same
Fortune favours the fools
Who rush in to get laid
If he's absent at heart
She's fonder than Jane

Cunt you're a beg
So please keep the change
Penny for a thought
That's two pence I save
Got no fucks to give
If I cum twice a day
A proverb on the verge
Of fame is cliché
An apple a day
Keeps René away
The opposite of opposite
Attracts the same
Fortune favours the fools
Who rush in to get laid
If he's absent at heart
She's fonder than Jane

I've never been wrong I lie
Consistently I find them
To be dissonant with the mind's
Dissonance in kind
Disarm me and my 'digm
Para' cause I'm inclined
To admit I vilify what's right
To doubt the wrong
And admit I am
A flagellant man
An elegant dan
But I bus' like a-dam
On Eve's bust and tan
'Cause she be
So seedy
She regulates deep breathing
Yeah
She handle with pride
Yeah
In sandals
She slides in
Ace's when I
Bet on big blinds
Hearts rooted in diamonds
Blood suited says Simon
Two piece with no tie
On the Chivas I shiver
Then gamble on the river
As it turn to rum
Flow like Listerine on gums
Ever bleeding
Never cleaning
My Solovairs endowed
I wear Wallabees in town
Suck bubble gum
Hide ounce
In reeboks
And bounce
Suck your mum
Announced
With passion I mount
My moped and dowse
All you in my dust

'Cause I've had enough of you so
Please blow one of us up soon so
Don't plan it because before you know (it)
I'll go from planet to Pluto
You'll go goofy
If you skate
Around shadows so desolate
Just like those
Who let pigs hide it
Makin' bacon bitch raw hide it
(Our) public servant's tales coil
The fuzz love to toy with toil
Toe to toe and throw my soil
Like a primate at the zoo
I pre' my mates and choose
From a hierarchy menu
I recommend the soup

Sip don't suck it
We all crabs in a bucket
But some of you act like a cancer on the beach
"Who needs sun cream when you've got astrology"
Ahh mate for fuck sake
You excite to escape
Through the trap or back gate
I'll take offence if you plan to jump it
You'll get weighed in on in the alley
Like it or lump it
In your throat
Fake it 'til your broke
'Til your fit but you know it
'Cause I'm thick but I don't

Thought you was the plug but you're really a socket
Open your gob again and I promise I'll sock it
Thought you was an ally but you really an opp
After I'm finished with your mug you'll be needing an opp
Thought you was the link but you're really the kink
Lies slip off your tongue like soap in the clink
Thought you was the tie but you're really a knot
Say you're a man of your word
But really you're not

(We) do as you likey head to toe in Nike fuck is Nike
Lightly leathered on the terrace with tin of Tyskie
Fuck is Tyskie you can miss me with that ill-lit-erature
We broke our english for a reason no treason when we confer

If you're a fan and shit hits you slow down
Don't spread the ish-ew (issue)
Baby don't babble
Rats and snakes have tales
So don't taddle
Be as real as spray tan
On Eve's Adam's apple
Dunk sins in Irish coffee
Get drunk in the chapel
(With) better taste better buds can tell
A lie when tongues tied-in knots swell
Get betrayed once and never forget the smell
Too much rabbit and pork in my pub (well...)
If before last bell you yell to order lager and lime
But we don't do cock tales

I'm a mad farce
I'm mad sad
So mad dark
So mad mad
I'm mad when awake and mad when asleep
I'm mad incarnate but mad incomplete
Nomad heart
No mad dad
So mad far
So mad mad
I'm mad when awake and mad when asleep
I'm mad incarnate but mad incomplete
I'm a mad farce
I'm mad sad
So mad dark
So mad mad
I'm mad when awake and mad when asleep
I'm mad incarnate but mad incomplete
Nomad heart
No mad dad
So mad far
So mad mad
I'm mad when awake and mad when asleep
I'm mad incarnate but mad incomplete

I'm mad when awake and mad when asleep
I'm mad incarnate but mad incomplete
I'm mad when awake and mad when asleep
I'm mad incarnate but mad incomplete
I'm mad when awake and mad when asleep
I'm mad incarnate but mad incomplete
I'm mad when awake and mad when asleep
I'm mad incarnate but mad incomplete
I'm mad when awake and mad when asleep
I'm mad incarnate but mad incomplete
I'm mad when awake and mad when asleep
I'm mad incarnate but mad incomplete
I'm mad when awake and mad when asleep
I'm mad

No hats no hoods
Poor tracksuit youth
New truths old news
Same fucking shoes
Left out let loose
Misunderstood



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Writer(s): Izambard
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