Whoa mate I'm gonna stab ya
Whoa mate I'm gonna break your legs

I go to the park after dark
And I'll stab ya with my knife
Then I go home and smoke some weed
Then I'll go screw ya wife

I go outside in my bling bling
Whoa mate I'm the real thing
And with my posse I'm gonna do you over
Go home, get pissed and wake up with a real hangover

I go to the pitch with my bitch
With my nike trousers tucked into my socks
And then I go home and fuck my bird
'cause she's got some real big knocks

I go home listen to my real big mix
And then I'm gonna mess with my hydraulics
I turn my cap all around
I'm real solid mate and uh...
I'll bang ya out!