Lyrics Quaser - Hak Baker

We're kicking up a fuss over here in the old east end
We're so bloody pissed off that we'll turn and kill our friends
They hate to see us happy so they raise the price of bread
And they poison our ducking hens that lay our fucking eggs

The lads are running riot and they're warring with their fifth
We're just trying to make that rent whilst we're living on the edge
They took my DNA and they sent me on my way
And they gave me a bloody iPhone just to follow me all day

Hey tailor pass me that sabre and that gun over there with a laser
They're trying to take our liberty, we'll shoot them up like Quaser
I said tailor pass me that big old gun that's mounted up with a laser
They're trying to take our liberty, we can't wait seconds later

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

Man, I'm getting off the skunk 'cause it's fucking with my mind
So when these cunts 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

Yo tailor pass me that sabre and that gun over there with a laser
They're trying to take our liberty, we'll shoot them up like Quaser
I said tailor pass me that big old gun that's mounted up with a laser
They're trying to take our liberty, we can't wait seconds later
Tailor pass me that sabre and that gun over there with a laser
They're trying to take our liberty, we'll shoot them up like Quaser
I said tailor pass me that big old gun that's mounted up with a laser
They're trying to take our liberty, we can't wait seconds later

We'll shoot them up like Quaser
We'll shoot them up like Quaser

F*ck the old bill, f*ck 'em. C*nts, all of them!