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stinkin slumrok - botany bay lyrics

botany bay lyrics
“oi, you in the pajamas with the timbs on”
hmm?
“put that rémy back, come here, ahh”

[slummy]
babylon all on my head again i guess i better “run”
no one’s on but there’s a new one that your kidda gotta “run”
let the beak and munta gamma brudda safety on da run
and when them funds come in make sure that there’s some food up on that tum
then we keep it movin can’t be at it sailin through the sun
ran upon the venue just to bodybag and bust a lung
might just go city for the bong
then i’ll bring the right utensils to come recreate a cult
nevеr ran no 100m, but i discus and the vaults
movin vermin with a sermon stеady breedin by the boat
man my feet are f+ckin treadin on keep stampin on these chumps
c+nt don’t rattle off your scene like my maracas then i come
nah the stinkin done reload the older overdose on skunk
overthrow you chumps, i’m old school like some rolos and a panda pop
stackin up this wonga just for when i end the “run”
but until then isn’t ours to work from
let the eaters come and watch and

run
don’t stop until you hit kingdom come
gotta get the income, slummy get it done
bag a couple rums and now i’ve got none
i don’t wanna hear sh+t from you, just “run”
don’t stop until you hit kingdom come
gotta get the income, slummy get it done
bag a couple ‘voisi’s now slummy got none
i don’t wanna hear sh+t from you, just “run”
[lee scott]
you heard the man
as soon as slummy said “run”
word the word and “run”
like you’re runnin round the track
he heard the bizzies comin now i’m runnin out the back

“run”

[king grubb]
wear that cool cap with the blue fanta rap
right here in the droopy hat, doobie packed
your crew saw my crew and rat; turned supergrass
if i were you i’d rather be lonely like moodymann

[lee scott]
ya do run run run
ya do run run
when i ask you for your funds
with a two ton gun
tutu runnin have to jon con’ his mum
tell me bird to take them high heels off and “run”

“run”

[king grubb]
i’m cold sag runnin on the spot, puffin on an oz
doin nothin i’m a boss, run the crop “run”
overdone it with the ‘vois’
now i’m runnin from the cops
like i’m hungry and i’m runnin to the shops
“£3.60 please luv
oi, where are you going?
you haven’t paid for that”

[slummy]
baby mum all on the line again i let that credit “run”
if you use your head a little more i wouldn’t have to “run”
i be movin king grubb against that hotdog in a bun
mornin til the ruckus cleanness but i’ve got to drop in pars
cats are in the jungle tryna f+ck my books up like she can’t talk
that mumbo jumbo, smokin gumbo, goblet in the arms
it’s the swamp my dawg and each one of these gators on his task
get to snappin on you snappers; steady snackin on your +rs+
was that sh+thead at the party not lettin the parcel pass
punk who, done his shoes, get to swallowin my farce
light the furnace and in h+ll to store these flames are in my heart
f+ck your art, we’re just some scummers out here lurkin in the dark
you best to “run”, when you hear him “run”, when you see him “run”
cut the sh+t with “run” got man on a sh+tter with the “run”
nah this sh+t can’t “run” best to wipe your bum before you buck a don
done with all the runnin so it’s time to pass it up it need go “run”

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