Chain! (Xain?)
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Shoutin' out massive to the GLC crew
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Biggin' up, Dipper Nan
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King Jacko
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Dirty Bob, AKA, Bobby Sauce (?)
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Playing the beats on the Newport Streets
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Y2K +1
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Respect to all the Maindee boys
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Thats Lee, Lloyd Ganja 99,
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You knows your safe
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And the man, boy, fcuking Balls.
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Hardest man in soccer violence
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fcuking handy in a fight, innit clart?
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You knows it Clart
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?? for the year 2000, plus 1
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You fcuking knows it!
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Right, here we go.
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Theres loads of people, here with shouts tonight
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We got a new, extra special guest, Eugene da Genius
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In the house, hes safe as fcuk,
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He smokes loads of fags, drinks loads of booze
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Got Stressed Armstrong,
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Hes a crazy motherfcuker
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Hes got two pairs of legs, two arms
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Hes great as fcuk
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DCI Burnside, hes on the case 24/7
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Takes some.. gets evidence..
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Hes fcuking safe as fcuk.
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Then we got our favourite, Adam Hussain
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Hes not going to fcuk you up
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Hes gonna touch you up, then let you go.
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Hes safe as fcuk
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Hes off with a bit of killing (?)
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You knows it
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The we got Billy Webb
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Whos crazy as fcuk
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Ands hes just sitting in a car, having a loveley drink
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you knows it
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Then 2000AD
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AKA 2Hats
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You knows it
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And finally P.Xain
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Whos making a rave
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and having a cup of tea, and a fag
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INNIT!
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Adam Hussains in the house tonight,
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Look at me strange, and well have a fcuking fight.
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You thinks your hard?
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Well I thinks your not!
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Just cuz you say you grew up in fcuking Splot
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You knows I knows Cardiff better than you
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Dont you know fcuking GLCs there too?
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You smokes some Bud, and sit back down
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You dont wanna make me fcuking drown
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But if thinks Im the one to blame,
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Ill swing you round the room with my goldie lookin' chain
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Safe as fcuk, yeah
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P.Xain,GLC you fcuking knows it
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My chains wicked, its made of fcuking gold
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Ive had it 9 years, but its really fcuking old
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Every time I wear it down the fcuking job center
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The kids look at me and they feel a bit better
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This shits so good cuz Im looking fcuking fly
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But if you fcuks with me, Ill poke out your fcuking eye
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Hahaha!!
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You fcuking clit!
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You knows it!
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Nine Carat Habit
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Ill snap you like a rabbit
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Cuz when you see my chain,
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you know you wanna grab it
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now my name is P. Xain
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and I wears loads of gold
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I nicked it off my gran,
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cuz shes fcuked and old
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Now Im on the run, with the GLC crew
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And I called up 2Hats to see what to do
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Sell it down Pill, get a fcuking good price
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get a wicked pair of trainers and a tracksuit thats nice
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I say god dammit, I got a nine carat habit
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??? feeling bold
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Representing gold double Os
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Mr Ts got nothing on Hussains gold habit
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Put gold in my face and you knows ill fcuking grab it
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I loves my chains, i loves them quite alot
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gives me some weed, and Ill lose the fcuking plot
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Suck my fcuking dick, and ill hit you with a brick
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But never say that im not fcuking sick
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Say Im fcuking cool, drink the mushroom brew
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And get down with the GLC fcuking crew
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Wearing gold chains till theyre coming out my brains
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If my name was Santa then the reindeer would have gold reins
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Giving loads of presents, to loads of fcuking kids
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I nick it from the parents to fund this crazy shit
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When I wear a gold chain
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I never get hit
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Noone gives me crap, and noone gives me shit
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I feels fcuking wicked, and my shells wicked too
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Everybody knows Im in the GLC crew
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Haha!
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Nine carat habit!
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He'll snap you like a rabbit!
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????
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Chain!
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???
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Crazy!
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Eastside, Motherfcuker!
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Nine Carat Habit
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