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