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(Working Part 3)

1.
Well I worked on a site and I soldered up pipes
And I still ended up with nothing left to show
So I thought I’d give it one more go
I met this bloke and I thought it was a joke
When he asked if I had it in my heart to rob
What he meant was a nice bank job
So I thought I’d give it one more try, one final chance before I die
I got me a gun and a ticket to the sun

CH.

And now I live in Marbella, the sun, the sand, I’ve got the lot
And I live in Marbella coz I’d rather live there than not

2.
I met with the mob and we set up a job
The ugliest bunch of gits you’d wanna meet
In a pub down in Denmark Street
Then I take to the wheel and we rob and we steel
Without a hitch we’re running out the door
Coz the manager’s my brother-in-law
Then we’re sharing out the dough, jump in a cab out to Heathrow
Time for one more drink before I go

CH.

3.
My apartment’s cool, it’s even got a pool
Marble everywhere and a maid to change the sheets
I make her come twice a week
And I drink in the bars with T.V. stars
Eastenders, Brookside, Coronation Street
I’ve landed on my feet
And my mates pop over from the Smoke
For a swim and a sunbathe and some coke
Money and friends, what a happy end

[Missy]
Gimme that funk, mmm..
Funk, mmm.. yo gimme that
Funk.. sho nuff that
Funk..

[Redman]
Yo, yo
Beware of the dogs, off the chain
Fuck your whips at the club we piss in the parkin lanes
Blow it...

Wstajemy równo o godzinie DX

a przedtem wszyscy snimy równe sny
pod kranem program mycia nr 3
Centralny Wyrównywacz nadał mi

równe buty równe zęby nos
równy w stronę baz produkcji krok
równą farbą malujemy wciąż
równe hasła w koło: równy bądź bądź

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This is how the flow goes
The flow goes from my
head to my lips
From my lips to the mic
From the mic to the dat
From the dat to the
wax to the DJ’s
Then shit spreads like anthrax
Once it’s popping ain’t no
way you can stop...

[Rap 1:]
Hot spots
I bang like Little Rock
Step up in the club
And watch the beat stop
Hey shorty
Can you do that dance in my drop, park that
Make that booty clap like flip flops
Like the Flintstones
We can make the bed rock
Yes this little...

Look baby, the sun is shining high
It’s already on top of the sky.
And I’ve been wishin’ I could fly away with you.
Yes I do feel the dark inside this room.
We must think of something soon
The dreamy afternoon is nothing to...