Analog Kid - Kidz (Bootleg) lyrics

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Analog Kid - Kidz (Bootleg) lyrics

[Intro: Plan B] Yeah, I'm back, it's my time again you motherf**ers, you best listen up yeah, f**ing c*nts [Verse 1: Plan B] I break a bottle over some boys head Stab a broken piece into the poor c*nt's leg I leave him in an alley screaming and bleeding to d**h Run away laughing my head off As I leave him for dead What do I care? It's not like I'm gonna get caught, Anyways k**ing ain't a crime; it's a f**ing blood sport And I'm about have to notch up as many points as possible Show the kids on my estate that I'm unstoppable 'Cause in my world respect is the only thing that matters If I ain't gettin' enough Someone weak enough for me to beat is getting battered Your self-esteem's getting shattered Into tiny little fragments on the floor it's scattered What can I say? Life ain't fair But I don't care Cos I'm untouchable like Eliott Ness I tie a bandana round my head like Rambo Shoot you on your f**ing doorstep like Jill Dando [Hook: Willy Mason] Why won't you listen when I speak You don't belong where the humans eat [Verse 2: Plan B] Even when I got cash in my pocket I ponce Have it, all for free Anything that I want Now I smoke all your weed, get right of my bonce Never repaid the favour back not even once 'Cause I cat like a jack on roll I don't need the dough but the greed takes control And if I go looking for a fast to hara** just to hear him tell me he's bra** I'm like trust me blud You don't wanna make this hard Hand over your money, your phone and your Pokémon cards Real fast or else I'll go on like smoking cigarettes Bad for your health Got one hell of a mean streak, causing beef on the street I pray on the weak Forever looking for fresh meat I need to eat Keep feeding my ego I'm a control freak and I'm only 14 years old [Hook: Willy Mason] Why won't you listen when I speak You don't belong where the humans eat [Verse 3: Plan] In the eyes of the law I'm not old enough to have s** My balls ain't even dropped yet And I've had skets Lying on their backs flat on the floor Virgin p**y getting f**ed till it's raw I go out on the chirps, looking for birds Some dumb young b**h to f** so hard it hurts And what's worse is that I do it bareback 'Cause when I put a condom on, there's bare slack Nah my dick ain't big enough for that So I just stick my ding-a-ling inside her snatch and that's that If I see something I want, I'll take it Girl won't give it up then I'll rape it Break it, impenetrate it I'm gonna make it happen impregnate it If she has a yout I act like it ain't mine And make her have an abortion for the 8th time [Hook: Willy Mason] Why won't you listen when I speak You don't belong where the humans eat [Verse 4: Plan B] There's a gangster called Bonehead who runs tings around my area The sh** he's involved in couldn't get any hairier If you're on his hit list, he'll find you no matter where you are f**ing with him is worse than catching malaria He's the most notorious drug dealer on my estate Sells copious amounts of h**n and crack c**aine Double cross him and you'll feel the pain There's more disappearing acts on the street than David Blaine And I wanna be just like him Riding in a blacked out Beemer with alloy rims Doing drive-by's, firing An AK-47 out the window and ting See that kinda sh** impresses me 'Cause I got an ignorant mentality The way I see Is the way to be So arrogant nothing will ever get through to me [Hook: Willy Mason] Why won't you listen when I speak You don't belong where the humans eat You don't belong, don't belong to me You don't belong where the humans eat