Prawn Soup
Come on you know
This ain't a joke
Its real life
It ain't for show
You run your mouth
I'll slap ya face
No apology
I'm old school mate
When i come through
Dilly on that 1-2
Say what i feel like and thats rare these days
I aint plant based
But i'm gonna harvest
Mow down every single UK artists
You know the score
We on the tour
Big big bad
Got me feeling raw
I heard ya song
I heard ya jam
Made me so sick
Change the song quick
Fire fire in a burning drum
Fire fire in a burning drum now
You're sick but you're such a prick
But you're my friend so we don't back down
Konnichiwa
You know i know
I watched them blow
Then watched them blow
Don't worry though
They cant keep a good man down as much as they'd like to
6 in the morning
Man are all brawling
Everyones clinging to the state that they're all in
The crowd go bupbupbup
Then its a banger
Props to the DJ for loading up a banger
Fire fire in a burning drum
Fire fire in a burning drum now
You're sick but you're such a prick
But you're my friend so we don't back down
Don't let them say
The streets ain't paved
With lots of gold - i know they are
I'm on a tip
A ragga tip
I'm lost in space
When the bassline drops
Yeah we're skanking
Dancing and banking
Back in the 03
The city made Mowgli
Chop suey coz the system is down
And i can't feel my face till the fucking beat sound like
Fire fire in a burning drum
Fire fire in a burning drum now
You're sick but you're such a prick
But you're my friend so we don't back down
This ain't a joke
Its real life
It ain't for show
You run your mouth
I'll slap ya face
No apology
I'm old school mate
When i come through
Dilly on that 1-2
Say what i feel like and thats rare these days
I aint plant based
But i'm gonna harvest
Mow down every single UK artists
You know the score
We on the tour
Big big bad
Got me feeling raw
I heard ya song
I heard ya jam
Made me so sick
Change the song quick
Fire fire in a burning drum
Fire fire in a burning drum now
You're sick but you're such a prick
But you're my friend so we don't back down
Konnichiwa
You know i know
I watched them blow
Then watched them blow
Don't worry though
They cant keep a good man down as much as they'd like to
6 in the morning
Man are all brawling
Everyones clinging to the state that they're all in
The crowd go bupbupbup
Then its a banger
Props to the DJ for loading up a banger
Fire fire in a burning drum
Fire fire in a burning drum now
You're sick but you're such a prick
But you're my friend so we don't back down
Don't let them say
The streets ain't paved
With lots of gold - i know they are
I'm on a tip
A ragga tip
I'm lost in space
When the bassline drops
Yeah we're skanking
Dancing and banking
Back in the 03
The city made Mowgli
Chop suey coz the system is down
And i can't feel my face till the fucking beat sound like
Fire fire in a burning drum
Fire fire in a burning drum now
You're sick but you're such a prick
But you're my friend so we don't back down
Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Charles Skinner
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