RJAB
You know
Happenin' lads, where's the laughter at?
They said, "you gottae graft tae be blastin' cash
Or wear all eh that Alexander Mack."
But it's a laugh in a gaff when we're back to back
So better listen oot for the aftermath
'cause wae ma troops, we're attackin' raps
Some real Gs, ah'm no backin' paps
Shots tae be taken but no packin' gats
Wee prick says owt and ah'm smackin' rats
Dashin' cats or slappin' brats
Should keep maself fae actin' as daft
But they deserve it if they're actin' a twat
Before and after tax, ah want a fat ass rack
And one day ah'll get me a fat ass plaque
Bold as brass, best in class at ma craft
Just like first pick in NFL draft
Mare to do, share what's new, now ah've got them listenin' closely
Got them deekin' what ah go dae, where ah go tae, like they're trynae locate
But fuck what aw those hoes say, keep daein' what ah'm supposed tae
No way ah'm no at it for whole days, 'cause don't wantae work for a low wage
Already ken ah'm no fae the Farm, still up in the gangs it's O way
No names win here at a low rate, oh wait, and them fae the stone age
No slow pace like ah'm on a roadway, more to showcase but stuck in Ox most days
Born and bred in the 13 so of course ah've gottae rep where ah show face
No tall like Crouch, still got ma pouch, back then it was full eh baggies
Too right ah was happy; life was barry, was always rollin' fatties
Stepped in keen, no wearing ma jeans - ah came through in ma tracky
And now ah write songs, ah'm dropping bombs like IS Iraqis
And ah bet ye thought ah would say, but nah ah'm no that tacky
Ah'm no that chappy, nae chance ah could ever act that scrappy
'cause ah've got ma team, ah've got mates, and aye ah've got some ackis
Got troops in Ox, Hailes, Moredun, Muirhouse and up in Maggie
Came a bit since cottons were baggy and also since hats were saggy
But some eh the change has been good so ah cannae stay unhappy
Good mentality, nae bad mood - even when she's acting ratty
Even when the days were crappy, even when ah'm dealing wae dafties
So ah gave them a wee deek, then ah had tae deal wae they fannies
Verbal fae the wee freaks but they still follow me like a caddie
Young laddies hinkin' they're maddies - no a shagger, you're just shabby
They're aw chatty like wee lassies and the patter's old like grannies
SG like Dalziel, TD like McNeil, can't get left back like Mackie
Seen a raj make a man take a back seat, type eh lad ye just ken is a black sheep
See me on the Oxg backstreets, won't let nae cunt attack me;
Grab me, jab me, stab me - dae it and then ye'll be off like an athlete
Who ah talk to don't concern you, ah got bad Bs worryin' about blackheids
Ah do as ah choose and move how ah move and still no worryin' aboot smackheids
Been in the scheme so of course ah've seen some eh the keenest crackheids
They're sooking their pipes at speed and daein' all eh they mad deeds
But when ye talk all aboot that, that's when ye ken that the chat's deep
Had jakes tell me it's facts that they were big men planting the grass seeds
And they've been in many stolen motors, dodging the polis at those fast speeds
But the old folk ain't what on we're on mate 'cause that news is last week's
Mad freaks cannae help but chat steep, they've got nae clue that the act speaks
Daft sheep graft wae detached heids, don't see so ah let the facts speak
Next gen team coming through strong, ye ken what's been goin' on in the past weeks
Ah'll be a king like Von or some kindae don - always been drawn to the vast heaps
You know
Happenin' lads, where's the laughter at?
They said, "you gottae graft tae be blastin' cash
Or wear all eh that Alexander Mack."
But it's a laugh in a gaff when we're back to back
So better listen oot for the aftermath
'cause wae ma troops, we're attackin' raps
Some real Gs, ah'm no backin' paps
Shots tae be taken but no packin' gats
Wee prick says owt and ah'm smackin' rats
Dashin' cats or slappin' brats
Should keep maself fae actin' as daft
But they deserve it if they're actin' a twat
Before and after tax, ah want a fat ass rack
And one day ah'll get me a fat ass plaque
Bold as brass, best in class at ma craft
Just like first pick in NFL draft
Mare to do, share what's new, now ah've got them listenin' closely
Got them deekin' what ah go dae, where ah go tae, like they're trynae locate
But fuck what aw those hoes say, keep daein' what ah'm supposed tae
No way ah'm no at it for whole days, 'cause don't wantae work for a low wage
Already ken ah'm no fae the Farm, still up in the gangs it's O way
No names win here at a low rate, oh wait, and them fae the stone age
No slow pace like ah'm on a roadway, more to showcase but stuck in Ox most days
Born and bred in the 13 so of course ah've gottae rep where ah show face
No tall like Crouch, still got ma pouch, back then it was full eh baggies
Too right ah was happy; life was barry, was always rollin' fatties
Stepped in keen, no wearing ma jeans - ah came through in ma tracky
And now ah write songs, ah'm dropping bombs like IS Iraqis
And ah bet ye thought ah would say, but nah ah'm no that tacky
Ah'm no that chappy, nae chance ah could ever act that scrappy
'cause ah've got ma team, ah've got mates, and aye ah've got some ackis
Got troops in Ox, Hailes, Moredun, Muirhouse and up in Maggie
Came a bit since cottons were baggy and also since hats were saggy
But some eh the change has been good so ah cannae stay unhappy
Good mentality, nae bad mood - even when she's acting ratty
Even when the days were crappy, even when ah'm dealing wae dafties
So ah gave them a wee deek, then ah had tae deal wae they fannies
Verbal fae the wee freaks but they still follow me like a caddie
Young laddies hinkin' they're maddies - no a shagger, you're just shabby
They're aw chatty like wee lassies and the patter's old like grannies
SG like Dalziel, TD like McNeil, can't get left back like Mackie
Seen a raj make a man take a back seat, type eh lad ye just ken is a black sheep
See me on the Oxg backstreets, won't let nae cunt attack me;
Grab me, jab me, stab me - dae it and then ye'll be off like an athlete
Who ah talk to don't concern you, ah got bad Bs worryin' about blackheids
Ah do as ah choose and move how ah move and still no worryin' aboot smackheids
Been in the scheme so of course ah've seen some eh the keenest crackheids
They're sooking their pipes at speed and daein' all eh they mad deeds
But when ye talk all aboot that, that's when ye ken that the chat's deep
Had jakes tell me it's facts that they were big men planting the grass seeds
And they've been in many stolen motors, dodging the polis at those fast speeds
But the old folk ain't what on we're on mate 'cause that news is last week's
Mad freaks cannae help but chat steep, they've got nae clue that the act speaks
Daft sheep graft wae detached heids, don't see so ah let the facts speak
Next gen team coming through strong, ye ken what's been goin' on in the past weeks
Ah'll be a king like Von or some kindae don - always been drawn to the vast heaps
( RJAB )
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