letra de thru space and time - goldie lookin chain
n.b track t-tle is not thru space and time as stated
alright? ‘ands up, gimme all yer money
rob the till and get away in a nissan sunny
i bought a kebab, i’m f-kin’ annoyed
i bought it down pill and it gave me typhoid
rizla, f-gs, the hot cup of tea
the only way to chill in the glc
i used to take loads of drugs and go out to a rave
but now i just listens to chaz and dave
molecular disfunction occurs mainly at this junction
f-ked up and unruly i bring contabulous rambunction
the glc style brings for us chaos without function
snapping your neck like you’re straight outta trumpton
disabled and sh-t, unable to move
you better f-kin’ dance to the glc groove
traveling through the universe like doctor who
stories(?)…….worlds now my tracksuit is blue
it’s been a long time, i shouldnt’ve left you
with the dole cheque that i had to get to
you spend it on gettin’ wrecked outta your brain
but now you’re totally f-ked by the goldie lookin’
chain
that’s right, raphael de la ghetto, he knows it
this is p xain f-kin’ keepin’ it real, you knows it
care in the community, son…..innit
inter-stella travel isn’t always necessary
but rolling in my car gets me as far as leeds or berry
when i gets to the place, i spread the word some more
i leave all the girlies screaming, ‘f-kin’ encore!’
newport’s f-kin’ lush, it’s not a nightmare
you know i loves chillin’ in john frost square
but to be wicked, you gotta act the part
my mum buys my tracksuits from f-kin’ primark
i’s got a turbo tardis gti
it goes 40 miles an hour in the f-kin’ sky
i looks for cling-ons but they’re not up my -ss
i’m an inter-galactic razz clart who smokes gr-ss
i likes to think i travel through f-kin’ sp-ce and time
but most of the time i’m wrecked outta my head on
f-kin’ wine
i get so drunk from the threshers cheap booze
it’s loads of fun like drinking meths, you can’t lose
eggsie f-kin’ knows it, hussain does too
some of you b-st-rds haven’t got a clue
listen to our sh-t, you knows it’s f-kin’ great
get a copy off two hats and give it to your mate
it’s the way the glc likes to function, clart
not by sellin it in them f-kin’ pop charts
i said our crew’s growing, i meant it before
get out there, blaah, and copy a few more
it’s the original crew, ain’t no time for pap
it’s time to put newport back on the map
shopmobility, shop, shop, mobility
shopmobility, shop, shop, mobility
shopmobility, that’s the one for me
i nicked it from my gran when she was watching tv
i gets to ride round, it’s sound, for free
and everybody said, ‘he’s in the glc!’
i sat at home with the dog and a brew staring at
candles
wearin’ a tracksuit with socks and sandals
i parks nearer town and i don’t pay no charge
because of my gran’s disabled parking badge
i’m from ‘port, it’s running through my veins
ben wa balls has f-kin’ got it, so has p xain
we’re all psycho like f-kin’ norman bates
f-k with one of us and we’ll seal your fate
the goldie lookin’ chain is f-kin’ so strong, it’s like
geoff capes turning a f-kin’ mini over for record
breakers, with roy f-kin’ castle
letras aleatórias
- letra de nobody - yung disease
- letra de ancient - lil medium
- letra de comfortable (innalude) - staasia daniels
- letra de por ti - joão neto & frederico
- letra de sad - tell me when.
- letra de nell'aria - mario lavezzi
- letra de africa - dario farina
- letra de pencere - ogün sanlısoy
- letra de reason for you - icejjfish
- letra de alert y reset - le baron