| Wait, do you realise the shit we’re in?
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| First, they come with chip-and-pin
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| Next thing you know, it’s chip-in-skin
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| Tony Blair will just sit and grin
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| The government must think we’re dim
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| They don’t even hide the fixed voting
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| It’s bait, I won’t vote him
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| He made up bullshit to go to war with Bin
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| Either way, you lose
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| Government parties act like fools
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| In the House of Commons, shuffling shoes
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| Spitting lyrics at next government crews
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| Charles Kennedy will strap a 16
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| Then Tony Blair will back his team
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| Tony’s lyrics on an arms house tip
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| Too much hype, they’ll get the chief whip
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| You’re so blind
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| You’re so blind
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| You’re so blind
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| You’re so blind
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| You need to open your eyes and see
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| Open your eyes and see
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| You need to open your eyes and see
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| You need to open your eyes and see
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| Do you realise the stuff you do?
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| Your crew’s in beef with a next you
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| You go find out what started the beef
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| And you find it had nothing to do with you
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| You’re just wasting your teenage life
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| You’ve gotta think about when you’re 35
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| Serious, I wanna make Ps
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| I wanna be able to pay off my mortgage twice
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| My music’s getting big, don’t spoil it
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| How far you gonna get with a war?
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| Let’s think, do you wanna be a baiders
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| Or do you wanna shot aftershave in the toilets?
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| You can tell that I wanna be baiding
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| I chat so much sense, it’s amazing
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| So if you wanna make Ps
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| Stop talking about people getting weighed in
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| You’re so blind
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| You’re so blind
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| You’re so blind
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| You’re so blind
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| You need to open your eyes and see
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| Open your eyes and see
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| You need to open your eyes and see
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| You need to open your eyes and see
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| You could’ve been a leader
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| Let people put you down, alright
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| And it ain’t about black or white
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| You could be that star that shines bright
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| Listen up, it’s Eskiboy and I play black like I don’t play poker
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| I make a dream come true, you’re a hoper
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| Drive myself, I don’t need a chauffeur
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| Me, I do 'nuff work, I ain’t a loafer
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| Sometimes, you can’t see the kid
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| But then I pop up just like toast from a toaster
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| I murk crews all day, I’m a rover
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| South west floater, E3 soldier
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| You’re so blind
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| You’re so blind
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| You’re so blind
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| You’re so blind
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| You need to open your eyes and see
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| Open your eyes and see
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| You need to open your eyes and see
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| You need to open your eyes and see |