Whoa mate i’m gonna stab ya
Whoa mate i’m gonna break your legs
I go to the park after dark
And i’ll stab ya with my knife
Then i go home and smoke some weed
Then i’ll go screw ya wife
I go outside in my bling bling
Whoa mate i’m the real thing
And with my posse i’m gonna do you over
Go home, get pissed and wake up with a real hangover
I go to the pitch with my bitch
With my nike trousers tucked into my socks
And then i go home and fuck my bird
‘cause she’s got some real big knocks
I go home listen to my real big mix
And then i’m gonna mess with my hydraulics
I turn my cap all around
I’m real solid mate and uh...
I’ll bang ya out!
