Mind Out - Foreign Beggars

Yeah

Underground Alliance

Underground Alliance

What’s gwanin Dag on the production

Yeah, Skrein

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With me and Hip Hop, nothing can come between

I’m hungry, watch me munch the scene

Sick it all up and shout 'Fuck The Queen'

Get my Liverpool mug and make a cup of tea

With some digestives and a custard cream

Roll up a spliff and fuck my b

Dig out the poom-poom and bust my seed

Shake off the excess and tuck my piece

Back in my boxers and dust to leave

Go have a rap at the bus stop and bun some cheese

With a smile as wide as a disabled toilet

It was your time, I’m sorry that I’ve spoiled it

I cry 'Underline' and laugh out loud

Watching my brederens on stage makes me so proud

Alliance, underground

Fuck the class As blud just bun it down

Mind out (mind out)

It’s Skrein now (it's Skrein now)

Villa High town (Villa High town)

Underground Alliance, easy, easy

Yeah, Angel existence

Highgate, pastimes

Camden bitches

Harringey

Barnet skinhead

I’ll always know man

Archways listener

Islington’s home and

Walk on more pavements than postman

Me and Old Man Winter hold hands

Newcastle’s where my bro stands

Muswell Hill’s boring, Hampstead Heath’s so nang

Mid-September, picking shrooms

Me, Lambo and Doobs sipping brews

And licking zoots, three-piece meal of chicken food

Finsbury Park, wicked shoes

Walk the tightrope, sport a Nike coat

Crisp like biscuit, nice cloak, quiet joke

Life’s slow, but we ain’t gotta wait for it

All of London’s youth — life’s what you make of it

I ain’t never need to snort coke

I can drink a glass of water and have pure joke

Smell the draw-smoke

North London, deep brederen

Naff Laden, Hip Hop’s Keith Chegwin

On crack, on some triple six shit

In matching tracksuits like Jim’ll Fix It

Without medallions or receding hairlines

I’m underground challenging airtime

They say 'Yeah, Skrein what’s happening?'

Nothing but a cheap chain and a plastic ring

I’ll keep rapping ming, 'stead of cashing in

But we’d all love fifty grand and that’s the thing

Trumpets sound, that’s the king

Oh no he’s the jester cos he gots the bling

Cos all I wanna do is drink, rap and smoke

Make love to my girl slow and crack some joke

Ha ha ha ha

Oi, you cheeky slag

Naff off

Underground Alliance (easy, easy)

Death defiance (easy, easy)

Foreign Beggars (easy, easy)

TMF (easy, easy, easy, easy, easy, easy)

Fam in flames (easy, easy)

Pikey (easy, easy)

Double Vision (easy, easy, easy, easy, easy, easy)

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