GET SOME BLOW

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

There is a type of music known as “Grime” here in blighty.
Inner-city urban gangster nonsense similar to the USA’s “Rap”
This my first satirical attempt to write a “song”

GET SOME BLOW

Yo, we’re gonna get some blow
Get some blow
Yo Bro, we’re gonna get some blow
Get some blow

All you waste-man from the wrong postcode
I’m gonna mash you like a trash-can all over the road

Dem snitches be bitches
Carry on chatting sh*t
I’ll put you in stiches

Manz don’t say, manz do
All you n~~~~s ain’t got a clue
Me and fam are from the scooby crew

Yo, we’re gonna get some blow
Get some blow
Yeah Bro, we’re get some blow
Get some blow

Bare good moving kilos
Whilst those mud from the hood
Too busy eating Cheerios

I’m a street soulja
You don’t wanna have no beef with this meat
I’ll knock off that chip on the shoulder
Nice and neat

Rising up the ranks
I’m a castaway doing my own ting
Like Tom Hanks

When I get blow
Dem batty boy’s will know

I ain’t no blud
I’m as white as snow

I’m gonna get some blow
Get some blow
Get some blow…….

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