Rise and shine, let's get it Bumbaclart dickhead Bumbaclart dickhead I used to jack cars with a Phillips Speak Patois in case somebody listens And I got new boogs so the creps get christened True they glistened Now they pigeon, who are you kidding? Get a next pair, now the shoe's more fitting Council flat on a clingfilm ting Wipe shoes on the mat, got new carpet Nike tracksuit, got it for a bargain Got mums in my ear like a drill sergeant They say time is money, guess I'm biding mine So I never walk alone like Merseyside Your kilo come purcey-sized Too many options, I can't decide Always got a smile in crucial times And I always ran wild, couldn't find my tribe I used to rock Lyle and Scott Vile lil c*nt from the eastern sides Double N till the day I die Keep doubling, tryna multiply Money to me Like sh*t for a fly So I stay getting P 'cause the world is mine (The 45 smoke) The whole world is mine (The 45 smoke The 45 smoke) Mine! (The 45 smoke The 45 smoke The 45 smoke The 45 smoke The 45 smoke The 45 smoke The 45 smoke The 45 smoke The 45 smoke The 45 smoke The 45 smoke The 45 smoke) 'Cause I grew up 'round Shottaz, coppers Alcoholics drinking Fosters Anabolic Rage amongst us Spliff no blunt Here to buss you and your mums Always rains, don't see no sun Take me for c*nt, get knife to lung Do for fun, it's nothing long People think I'm Satan's son Shottaz, coppers Alcoholics drinking Fosters Anabolic Rage amongst us Spliff no blunt Here to buss you and your mums Always rains, don't see no sun Take me for c*nt, get knife to lung Do for fun, it's nothing long People think I'm Satan's son