(Out of this room, out of this place, you know; back into the world. IT'S YOUR FUCKIN WORLD MATE, NOT MINE, YOU CAN STICK IT UP UR ARSE, I DON'T WAN' IT!) Now you bin tru the worst years, jail for years and had to come face 2 face with the worst of your fears seen blood shed and sweaty old soldiers shed tears If you cudn't stand the bang up with the maddest, the brers Let 'em hang up, slit your wrist, nobody cares Did you ever feel that there was duppies round you every where? Dats rite blud, Ru gna take your life blud? Theres no beta place and tonites the nite blud Before you tie your neck on that pipe blud jus pass all your tings out the window, and swing 'em to the right blud rite blud? fuckin wid dis ting called life blud i've never bin the one whose ever bin the rowdy type blud from I was a nut gettin bust, I had to fight blud and I can't see myself tryna giv up on life blud not light blud I really wana see the light blud I mean I wana fix up, and make tings rite blud Now I wana fix my life blud I mean I wana make tings rite blud and see dat light blud. (Well, those are your options, and you've created 'em, you've brought it all upon youself... before you kick another door down, or you kick another chef in the bollocks)
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Copy to Clipboard: (Out of this room, out of this place, you know; back into the world. IT'S YOUR FUCKIN WORLD MATE, NOT MINE, YOU CAN STICK IT UP UR ARSE, I DON'T WAN' IT!) Now you bin tru the worst years, jail for years and had to come face 2 face with the worst of your fears seen blood shed and sweaty old soldiers shed tears If you cudn't stand the bang up with the maddest, the brers Let 'em hang up, slit your wrist, nobody cares Did you ever feel that there was duppies round you every where? Dats rite blud, Ru gna take your life blud? Theres no beta place and tonites the nite blud Before you tie your neck on that pipe blud jus pass all your tings out the window, and swing 'em to the right blud rite blud? fuckin wid dis ting called life blud i've never bin the one whose ever bin the rowdy type blud from I was a nut gettin bust, I had to fight blud and I can't see myself tryna giv up on life blud not light blud I really wana see the light blud I mean I wana fix up, and make tings rite blud Now I wana fix my life blud I mean I wana make tings rite blud and see dat light blud. (Well, those are your options, and you've created 'em, you've brought it all upon youself... before you kick another door down, or you kick another chef in the bollocks)
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