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I'm from where Reggie Kray got rich as fuck East London, who am I to mess tradition up? Jellied eels, pie and mash, two pints of that pride on tap Polo top,pair of stans, flat cap and a Burberry mac Some ASBO kids on the crack here Super tenants on a park bench, brown packet Yeah, that's the hood, yeah, that's the hood I'm just a 2Pac nigga in a town full of Suges Tryna be straight in this town full of crooks Know when you've never seen a man buy a Bentley with a book We take to water like a duck, headed to the green But getting caught up in the rough Story of my life, and I'm just giving you the crux The wheels keep on turning, we keep on earning Streets lead to wars and spies Be sure we keep on moving forward Straight, straight as the owls fly Back when Lethal Bizzle was Lethal B This is how we used to dun the dance in East We used to spit 16s til they called police Probably somewhere in a party or the dark she'll be This is England, this is England Where you could be a villain or a victim Where you make money, make it out, avoid pen SongtexteThat's the idiot's guide to the manor, my friend Uh, it's been a long time coming, like Sam said A change gonna come for the masses Bars back, give that dark shit a damn rest Rap for the have-nots and the have-less This my Rocky stairway flow Something those Apollos wouldn't know Brother and a mother, where's Daddy? Ah, fuck it, same old, same old Face bothered, two three piece, Lucky Thompson Fight against the odds to the top like Jack Johnson You can keep the more money if you keep the problems I can keep it real, can you keep it 100? Just bought a soda pound sign said Stripped and underground, king of his highness Now what will come first, getting rich or the dying? The tears or the violins? The wheels keep on turning, we keep on earning Streets lead to wars and spies Be sure we keep on moving forward Straight, straight as the owls fly Back when Lethal Bizzle was Lethal B This is how we used to dun the dance in East We used to spit 16s til they called police Probably somewhere in a party or the dark she'll be This is England, this is England Where you could be a villain or a victim Where you make money, make it out, avoid pen That's the idiot's guide to the manor, my friend It's not a hip hop party without a butt twerk It's not a real rap song without a cuss word It's not a house party without a shuffle It's not a garage rave without champagne Back when Wiley was Wiley Kat This was how we used to get the party gassed CS, get the party gassed Then you covered your face and dossed out the back I'll tell you, back when Lethal Bizzle was Lethal B This is how we used to dun the dance in East We used to spit 16s til they called police Probably somewhere in a party or a dark she'll be This is England, this is England Where you could be a villain or a victim Where you make money, make it out, avoid pen That's the idiot's guide to the manor, my friend Back when Lethal Bizzle was Lethal B This is how we used to dun the dance in East We used to spit 16s til they called police Probably somewhere in a party or the dark she'll be This is England, this is England Where you could be a villain or a victim Where you make money, make it out, avoid pen That's the idiot's guide to the manor, my friend Aus Songtexte Mania