Outside

I'm in the OT district so I gotta watch for a fed Serving crack at the back of the cemetery Ain't no way that this rock is dead Had me in jail just sat on my bed Now I'm fresh out of jail with a tag on my leg Gotta watch out for the boys in blue Ah! Think that that's in my head Y'know what? Don't think I'm stopping Just him in jail, fuck him Swing it, gut him Hospital - somebody drop him His mum's all sad, we're poppin' (ha) Ha Bare man up at the party Man still go but we're bringing a steel there My nitty ain't got no leg But I still make him come to the block in a wheelchair If I get touched and I don't ride back Then somebody come gimme a slap Anytime I got that iPhone out in my cell Know had to cover the flat (flat) My man thinks that he's bad But, if he ashed you, then I don't even reckon Told the cat I'd be there in 10 But I got there quick I was there in 7 Yeah I know when she's gonna throat me (how?) Cos she turns her hair in a pony I was gonna eat biscuits and tea in my cell But the kettle was looking all mouldy (wow) Dark and light in a parcel You can call that shit mix and match (match) I was gonna watch a DVD in my cell I was pissed that the disc was scratched Told my mum that I won't sell drugs no more But cant even lie probably will, though I was in my cell on the phone to a bitch While she plays with herself with a dildo If bro-bro wants to get a man down Then of course I'm trying to help Central Cee might lick that for you Fuck that, bitch Go buy it yourself Cold in my cell, had no heater Free bro-bro, he a chrome beater Always got gloves, goalkeeper Man's on a ball, no FIFA Yeah we got slugs but we ain't got snails We got cats but they ain't got tails If the mandem ain't on a motorway Then it's probably the network (rails) Chase man down on a back street How come you're runnin' in gaffs and gardens? Feds on me like I beg my pardon Hide in a bin like Laden The bando door gets knocked So you can never say that the cats don't visit me Judge says I cause bare misery So a sentence is what man's giving me Woah Feds tryna lurk 'round my home Cos we got crack like a broken iPhone Say what I want I ain't watchin' my tone Beat that girl then she's goin' Right home Like, yo That's my bro-bro So for him I'll put on my kit What ya know 'bout no Febreze in ya cell So ya piss in ya pad but it's bussin' a shit? Ay, just let me outta jail Slugs but we ain't got a snail Cats but they ain't got a tail Man push crack on the network rail And, nitty ain't got like all-a da bread So he's gotta go town and beg Shotgun tucked by my knee Gotta watch cah I ain't tryna blow off my leg Ay, just let me outta jail Slugs but we ain't got a snail Cats but they ain't got a tail Man push crack on the network rail And, nitty ain't got like all-a da bread So he's gotta go town and beg Shotgun tucked by my knee Gotta watch cah I ain't tryna blow off my leg Yo I ain't tryna blow off my leg So man's gotta watch when I put it in da trousers If I ain't got that ting It's a sh-- Swing that ting like rounders How can ya talk on my name? Lol What a bunch of clowners Jump out the car Tryna leave man's kit red Come looked like he played football with the Scousers Heard it was bud hanging from the ceilin' Ran up in the crib and I took all dat Would tell the cat to jump in the car But he stinks like piss so fuck all dat Baddy wanna fuck But I don't want fuck, no Beg you just suck all dat Stepped in the bando Put it on a table Open a pack then cut all dat I told that ting send pics to the jail She said "How many?" I said "I'm not fussy Just send some pics of your pussy Make sure it's wet and gushy." Shit, Nokia keeps on ringing And the feds got it in a evidence bag Anytime I link that ting It's a condom ting Cos I know she a definite slag Like, we all know that you're a baddy How 'bout get out ya fanny? Cats link me with their hands all scabby Hit that one in the alley What ya know 'bout fuck-all? Just got smoke But ya go back round Go smoke it again Heard that the bando just got booned But it's okay We're open again And I got a bad B doin' up moanin' She loves play with the balls like bowlin' 23 hours a day in the cell Trust me it's far from a joke ting I heard suttin' got cheffed on the ends And I heard it was Romz That did up the pokin' They had me in a sweatbox soakin' I was in the jailhouse copin' Ay, just let me outta jail Slugs but we ain't got a snail Cats but they ain't got a tail Man push crack on the network rail And, nitty ain't got like all-a da bread So he's gotta go town and beg Shotgun tucked by my knee Gotta watch cah I ain't tryna blow off my leg Ay, just let me outta jail Slugs but we ain't got a snail Cats but they ain't got a tail Man push crack on the network rail And, nitty ain't got like all-a da bread So he's gotta go town and beg Shotgun tucked by my knee Gotta watch cah I ain't tryna blow off my leg