we'll take Boston in just a minute we'll take Boston with made men in it with bottles, hammers carpet knives and spanners we'll show them little muppets how to fight fight fight
Bitchzino chatting about mean streets, pretending to be hard this aint middle america, we see through your facade over in London you're just making us laugh thinking your a bad man screwing up your face in photographs I've got yardies that live and let die catch you walking through Brixton and we'll give you a colombian neck tie i got some football hooligans that'll carve you up with stanleys get chopped up with big machetes now do you understand me basically we dont believe you see through you like your see through i've got hordes of murderous cockneys just itching for the chance to meet you
