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hak baker – quasar lyrics

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[verse 1]
we’re kicking up a fuss over here in the old east end
we’re so bl–dy p-ssed off that we’ll turn and k!ll our friends
they hate to see us happy so they raise the price of bread
and they poison our ducking hens that lay our f-cking eggs

[verse 2]
the lads are running riot and they’re warring with their fifth
we’re just trying to make that rent while we’re living on the edge
they took my dna and they sent me on my way
and they gave me a bl–dy iphone just to follow me all day

[chorus]
hey tailor p-ss me that sabre and that gun over there with a laser
they’re trying to take our liberty, we’ll shoot them up like quasar
i said tailor p-ss me that big old gun thats mounted up with a laser
they’re trying to take our liberty, we can’t wait seconds later

[verse 3]
they’re coming out the cracks like ants with tasers and their straps
they’re just trying to shake us up and run us out and give us sweats
but its fat talk all on martial law and the monsters on the streets
they’re trying to take our liberty, we’ll never bow in peace

[verse 4]
man, i’m getting off the skunk ’cause it’s f-cking with my mind
so when these c-nts come and arrest me i’ll have snipers in the sky
there’ll never take me quietly, i’ll let it up ’til i die
and if i ever get close enough then i’ll poke the judge in his eye

[chorus]
yo tailor p-ss me that sabre and that gun over there with a laser
they’re trying to take our liberty, we’ll shoot them up like quasar
i said tailor p-ss me that big old gun thats mounted up with a laser
they’re trying to take our liberty, we can’t wait seconds later
tailor p-ss me that sabre and that gun over there with a laser
they’re trying to take our liberty, we’ll shoot them up like quasar
i said tailor p-ss me that big old gun thats mounted up with a laser
they’re trying to take our liberty, we can’t wait seconds later

[outro]
(shoot them up like quasar
we’ll shoot them up like quasar)

spoken:
f-ck the old bill, f-ck ’em. c-nts, all of them!