Lads Lyrics

Ya'll walking 'round the streets at night

I know

Think you're tough and you wannah fight

I know

You got your knives and you got your rhymes

I know

It's such a shame that your pride is framed

In false

False confidence

You get from your heard

Heard of sheep

You call your own

Promoting violent daydreams

Rebelling to make a scene

Doing time for committing a crime with a false front designed to keep the rhymes of your lies alive

Rhymes alive

Ya'll walking 'round the streets at night

I know

Think you're tough and you wannah fight

I know

You got your knives and you got your rhymes

I know

It's such a shame that your pride is framed

In false

Promoting violent daydreams

Rebelling to make a scene

Doing time for committing a crime with a false front designed to keep the rhymes of your lies alive

Rhymes alive

Promoting violent daydreams

Rebelling to make a scene

Doing time for committing a crime with a false front designed to keep the rhymes of your lies alive

Rhymes alive

You piss me off

With your pathetic little gangs

Are you talking to me

No fucking way punk