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Crown & Key
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God save the roadmen, goons and thugs All the yutes beggin' boots Get their racks from drugs Oh, and angels holdin' stocks for your blud 'Cause London City isn't built on God No, no, no, we must stand up Choppers with the coppers Man, we show no love No, no, no, oh no, can't kill us Na na na, na na na, na na na When I pass through Salute fi the king Raise an arsenal 'Cause we strip everything Every crown and key Every bloodclaat ting Every crown and key Every bloodclaat ting When I pass through Salute fi the king Raise an arsenal 'Cause we strip everything Every crown and key Every bloodclaat ting Every crown and key Every bloodclaat ting It's coke money, joke money, black's another trap All these motherf*ckers just smite all of man Oh, you talk so, oh, you talk too much There's more to your vision, made a prison of them niggas Understand, man, I'm swingin' with the killers f*ck honour, guilt and magazine fillers Guerilla warfare, you can ask Mr. Skinner Been Southside, swimmin' with the drillers Since iceberg I'm paddlin' the pillers I'm in this for the immigrants, I'm rilin' up the villas I'm in this for the shotters putting bleach in your liver Kill 'em all, bodies in the street Your mother's tears in the hot concrete Madame Guillotine, Madame Guillotine Kill 'em all, bodies in the street Your mother's tears in the hot concrete Madame Guillotine, Madame Guillotine Kill 'em all, bodies in the street Your mother's tears in the hot concrete Madame Guillotine, Madame Guillotine [?] with that cigarillo [?] Fickle politics, bitch, I'm in it for the dough Greed put her thirst on the wannabes Hide in murky parts, when you're gone [?] No, no, no, not my level, not my lane, not close No, no, no, throwin' shade at the shadows in the gold I'm a South Londoner, don't you know Laughin' like a fool when the bodies hit the floor Kill 'em all, bodies in the street Your mother's tears in the hot concrete Madame Guillotine, Madame Guillotine Kill 'em all, bodies in the street Your mother's tears in the hot concrete Madame Guillotine, Madame Guillotine Kill 'em all, bodies in the street Your mother's tears in the hot concrete Madame Guillotine, Madame Guillotine So, we shout it to the ground They be f*ckin' up the place for the dollars and pounds And ill gotten gains, we suffer and drown But revel up if you're down 'Cause we're in the streets where no banners dem found Every ghetto yute must take back him crown Just ride if you're down, this fight is right now
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