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1023mb - glory to uk lyrics

red, white, and blue, but not in the usa
when we pull up to your shores, you know we’re here to stay
set off all your cannons, it’s your independence day
long live the queen, and glory to uk

i told that girl she’s a harlot
i think i’ll run for parliament
pull up on the ops with a musket
when i scam you i won’t refund it
i’m cooking tea and crumpets
you can find me in my dungeon
drip like a leaky bucket
the suit? yes, i tuck it
i pull up on your block like it’s 1686
then pull up to your shores in a fleet of eighty ships
i colonize your land take your natives and then i dip
go back to the pub then i eat my fish and chips
supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
i heard your last drop, my lad that was atrocious
my flow is so sick, i gave the mic tuberculosis
you know i’m moving forward, you know i’ve got the focus
i keep my puffer tight while they’re trying to expose us
pull out the bayonet and put your neighborhood on notice
crossing all the seas with my staff call me moses
your local government is powerless to oppose us

your future may be bright, but my musket’s shining brighter
i’m writing all these disses upon my typewriter
i smoke my pipe not a blunt, no i do not need a lighter
my ops have new issues every week, national enquirer
i keep my eye on the prize and that prize is a monocle
i have a perfect wig, by george, no need for follicles
you can try to colonize us but that would not be canonical
try and cling to our ships just like those filthy barnacles
they call me crumpet muncher, i am not appeased by gruel
i use the native’s tears as an alternative for fuel
in a new continent, i feel a sense of renewal
then burn every village in search of some jewels

madam talking like he pulling all of the wenches
no, i did not rob you, i politely took your expenses
try to pull up on me, expect some consequences
the last lad that tried did not have good defenses
we don’t spin the block, we spin the clock, big ben
i’m robbing your hood with my band of merry men (oh merry men)
i haven’t seen my native slave since he was 10
it’s okay if i lose him, but i can’t lose him again
the catastrophe we set upon you seems like a doomsday
but to me and my bruvs, it’s just an average tuesday
they think we’re getting violent but don’t understand our horseplay
you take notes on our squad, my lad it is your school day

red, white, and blue, but not in the usa
when we pull up to your shores, you know we’re here to stay
set off all your cannons, it’s your independence day
long live the queen, and glory to uk

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