Calm, collected, I’m...
Never that, far too Aggy though
My soul is not one that most ever know Better roll off when I’m in town.
I get down like this sound
Comes like crack, time is now
Run tings, energies, f*ck these bruv we're Public enemy number one
They're looking for us searching every crack,
We hack, strike back, always on the attack,
Our misdemeanours tend to feed us cos it's only a fact that
Our faces line these places
Peering through the window only we know where we're hidden Running rum around your town
So they want us it's a given but
Only we decide when we are done
Despite the fact we're public enemy number one