That's Yer Lot

You're loud and proud
You're on the prowl
You own the streets
Blasting the sound of the big beat
No sticks and stones
Just broken bones
Left in your wake
And a few more rounds for old-time's sake

Oi! that's yer lot
And in this 'til ya rot
And just us is all we've got

You keep it real
You keep your word
You keep the faith
Even when you're dealt aces and eights
They think you're all the same
But ya broke free from the herd
Your actions speak louder than words

Oi! that's yer lot
And in this 'til ya rot
And just us is all we've got
Like it or not
This is just the way we rock
And we won't ever stop

No handouts, no free rides
I earned everything I've got
And it's enough, though not a lot
I learned the hard way
That the worlds not on my side
But along the way I found my tribe

If it's from the street and it's from the heart, then it's got soul
3 Cheers for Skinhead rock and roll!

So fuck the fakers, takers and the bonehead crews
And If that's your thing, then fuck you too!