paroles de chanson Mind Out - Foreign Beggars

With me and Hip Hop
Nothing can come between
I'm hungry, watch me munch the scene
Sick it all up and shout "Fuck the Queen!"
With my Liverpool mug and make a cup of tea
With some digestives and a custard cream
Roll up a spliff and fuck my bean
Dig out the pum-pum and bust my seeds
Shake off the excess and tuck my Ps
Back in my boxers and that's the lean
Go have a rap at the bus stop and bun some cheese
With a smile as wide as a disabled toilet
It was your time, I'm sorry that I spoiled it
Underline, laugh out loud
With my bredrens on stage, makes me so proud
Alliance, Underground
Fuck the Class As blood, just bun it down
GRAZIELLA
Mind out, it's Skrein now
It's Skrein now
Villa high town
Underground Alliance, easy, easy.
2: SKREIN
Angel existence, Highgate past times
Camden pictures, Harringate's? mind
Barnet,? nomad
Archways, listen how Islington's home and
Walk on more pavements than postman
Me and Old Man Winter hold hands
Newcastle's where my bro stands
Muzzle Hill's boring
Hampstead Heath's so nang
Mid-September picking 'shrooms
Me, Lambo and Doobs sipping brews
And licking zoots, 3-piece meal and chicken food
Finsbury Park, wicked tunes
Walk the tight rope, sport a Nike coat
Crisp like biscuit, nice cloak, quite joke
Life's slow
But we ain't got to wait for it
All of London's youth: Life's what you make of it.
GRAZIELLA
Mind out, it's Skrein now
It's Skrein now
Villa high town
Underground Alliance, easy, easy.
3: SKREIN
I ain't ever need to snort coke
I can drink a glass of water and have pure jokes
Smell the draw smoke
North London, deep bredren
Naff Laden, Hip Hop's Keith Chegwin
On crack, on some triple sick shit
In matching tracksuits like Jim'll Fix It
Without medallions or receding hairlines
I'm underground challenging air time
Listen here Skrein, what's happening?
Nothing much, a cheap chain and a plastic ring
I'll keep rapping ming, instead of cashing in
But we'd all love 50 Grand and that's the thing
Chuck this out, Naff's the king
All know he's the jester? 'cos he gots the bling
All I wanna do is drink, rap and smoke
Make love to my girl slow, and crack some joke.

Oi! You cheeky slag.
Naff off!