paroles de chanson Plant Your Feet (P.Y.F) - Lex Amor
From
the
north
side,
where
they
mash
P
Better
side
of
every
city
where
they
mash
Me
and
mine
looking
at
the
skies
from
the
flats
Me
and
mine
looking
at
the
skies
from
the
flats
The
north
side
where
they
mash
Two-bed
and
still
would
never
give
it
back
Me
and
mine
looking
at
the
skies
from
the
flats
Me
and
mine
looking
at
the
skies
from
the
flats
If
you
want
it
I
got
it
-
Jiggy
from
the
rucksack
Couple
quid
profit
and
a
6 pack
of
crisps
20p
for
a
packet,
1 pound
for
a
drink
Year
9,
frontline
- me
and
mine
wouldn't
miss
Paper
bags
in
a
back
pack
Boxes
in
the
gaff
man
Prophesying
profit
left
some
jingle
in
my
handbag
Doubling
the
margin
and
me
questioning
my
answers
Pythagoras
ain't
copping
man
no
pradas
What
the
fuck
is
this?
Celebratory
4 wings,
26
- same
shit
Still
negotiating
shifts
before
I
salt
my
chips
Still
associating
ends
with
every
win
I
win
Still
here
bunning
the
devil,
tryna
up
the
level
I
saw
mike
the
other
day,
he
asked
me
bout
my
life
Told
him
i'm
alright
-
God
is
good
my
guy
God
is
good
my
g
Wether
high
or
dry
Me
I
knew
how
to
eat
Me
I
knew
how
to
chop
From
the
north
side,
where
they
mash
p
Best
side
of
every
city
where
they
mash
Me
and
mine
looking
at
the
skies
from
the
flats
Me
and
mine
looking
at
the
skies
from
the
flats
I
would
never
give
it
back
-
Fumbling
around
the
same
side
as
Joe
Black
Fumbling
around
the
same
side
as
Skinny
Man
Oh
we
knew
the
Lord
could
bless
us
all
where
we
stand
(All
where
we
stand
where
we...)
Still
skipping
lunch
to
spud
bossman
up
From
kway
back
I
show
that
one
man
love
Free
on
my
1's
Like
fi
fi
or
fum
Move
one
up
like
my
main
man
jack
I
was
on
the
back
of
buses
with
my
collar
right
up
Winners,
rocking
kickers
with
the
finest
Man
are
still
here
hedging
bets
on
the
mileage
Bet
it'll
be
a
second
'fore
I
find
it
Trying
Tryna
find
a
line
between
a
dot
and
a
dot
Can't
come
and
die
but
my
mother
must
chop
Counting
out
costs
to
unanimous
Gods
Counting
out
costs
to
unanimous
Tryna
find
the
thought
before
the
barriers
drop
Tryna
find
the
thought
before
it
kicked
in
Before
reality
took
sanity
and
tricked
it
Before
it
labels
me
a
victim
Me
I
MUST
chop
From
the
north
side,
where
they
mash
p
Best
side
of
every
city
where
they
mash
Me
and
mine
looking
at
the
skies
from
the
flats
Me
and
mine
looking
at
the
skies
from
the
flats
I
would
never
give
it
back
-
Fumbling
around
the
same
side
as
Joe
Black
Fumbling
around
the
same
side
as
Skinny
Man
Oh
we
knew
the
Lord
could
bless
us
all
where
we
stand
(All
where
we
stand
where
we...)
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