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blazer boccle - in the house lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m a charva larva, pose for a picture
smile with my t++th and point with my finger
handbrake turns on estates in a dinger
wearing a nike short set in the winter
charva larva, pose for a picture
smile with my t++th and point with my finger
posh b+tch told her mum that i’m a singer
little does she know, i whack heads through windows
la di da di, we like to party
burgle kens and shot bare charlie
bari mush, no games like serani
sawn off johnny kicks like karate
my white boys living off bacon sarnies
creep in kens for the keys to the rari
barmy, police just spun near mcd’s
now i gotta blow the chase down to farsley
left ’em for dead, come back through calverley
i don’t wanna end up in armley
i want a big gold chain and a square face carti
and twenty+four inch arms like i were arnie
the risks i took to impress punani
graft till i see the cage or see the wage
back then i’d leave my fate to legal aid
but i don’t wanna see my face in t&a
bally and gloves, can’t see my face
no prints, evidence or dna
f+ck the judge in the courtroom, see ya mate
you little fat c+nt, looking like peter kay
i’m a wheeling dealing piece of sh+t
but i take corners like a piece of cake
when the phone rings, that’s p’s to make
and i answer the phone like “easy mate”
mush i whack bare heads and i bag by eye
don’t need no scales, it’s easy mate
i hit bends at speed with lungs full of weed
don’t need no brakes, it’s easy mate
i get caught, go court, don’t talk, say nowt
and i still buss case, it’s easy mate
the word on the curb’s that i want your bird
but i don’t want her, she’s easy mate
[verse 2]
cause where i’m from, sk!lls don’t pay bills
ravers like cocaine and pills
youngers like gold chains and drill
feds see me, i take chase from old bill
i put the coke in water like it’s got gills
being broke sends you mentally ill
i might run in the corner shop for the tills
everybody chill, please stand still
cause you can’t take man for a doilum
everything that leaves my mouth is poignant
bag heads ring my phone for appointments
cause i’ve got three kids and i wanna spoil ’em
what do i do for fun and enjoyment?
b+lls with coke and water in boiling
lights, extractors, pots with soil in
shotgun spring recoiling
if it’s on then it’s on, let me sing my song
i’ve got my black bally on and the chores are on
and i’m ripping, if i see feds i’m jipping
cah the bike got took while the owner were kipping
wicked, snooze you lose
haze, stardog and super blues
don’t chat to me like you’re super cool
cause i’ll jump out on you like “who’s a fool?”
cause i got three options
first option, claim benefits and sit round dossing
option two is what i can’t do
that’s stack boxes or work in an office
but for me it’s option three
sell bare cowie and crops and weed
buy a john gotti and jeep
and jail ain’t an option so i don’t stop for t’police

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