Lyrics:
on this
It makes no sense at all
Makes no sense at all
In the Cardiff afterlife
In the Cardiff afterlife
We sense the breaking of our lives
In
I want the p's
I want the green
I got the streams
Get money repeat
Cardiff my g's
Big up the scene
Big up the scene
Uh
I want the p's
I want
tip me if you can afford it
And all that's part of how I'll remember Cardiff
Green Shit and the rock and roll bands at the Womanby street
Miguel's
the Cardiff Rose
And hoist the Jolly Roger
We brought her into the looward wind
And made for the Caribbean
For thoughts of what it might have been
the Cardiff Rose
And hoist the Jolly Roger
We brought her into the looward wind
And made for the Caribbean
For thoughts of what it might have been
Destroys
the Cardiff Rose
And hoist the Jolly Roger
We brought her into the looward wind
And made for the Caribbean
For thoughts of what it might have been
city we on some litty shit
No fuss for us they can't catch us we in different whips
DTB just AMG we on some other shit
MIA down Cardiff bay we love them
miei occhi freddi come a Charkiv
Passeggi sul mio cuore quando piove a Cardiff
Scappo finché è presto che domani è tardi
Ho l'odio nei miei occhi e non
cant talk about albums if you ain’t got one.
When I got problems and I can’t solve them I.
Turn to Charlie Sheen or Charles Branson.
Cardiff City Not
Unlock Cardiff alleys
Unlock them now
Unlock Cardiff alleys
That guide me on my way home
So what about the people?
Do they not have a say?
Are we
cielo come Cardiff
Non hai gli occhi azzurri
Ma sei la mia barbie
lei è bella c'ha gli occhi di piombo
Antiproiettile
Come coca dentro la tua Coco
di vernice, Ricordi che dice? eh eh
Ricordi che dice? ricordi che dice? Eh
Ricordi che dice Who Ah
Stavo in piazza a Cardì, giuro sembrava Cardiff
bars right in their mouth and tell'em fucking gag, gag
Cause Cardiff's is my town I got the London as my swag, swag
I'm skanking, never wanking cause
London to Cardiff
Let these niggas know man
Listen
I was on London ting
Now I'm in Cardiff now
They used to hate me for being me
Now they tryna cat
it's all G
Cause he been doing the most
Stepping to me Carti get cheesed now all these niggas is toast
(John Cardiff's verse:)
Came from nothing now I'm
six
Seven in a boat
In a gig called Walter Hicks
We were crossing the Channel Cardiff-bound
Hit Flat Holm and ran aground
Crossing the Channel
guru
Cardiff City Yeah be my zone
One man soldier I move alone
Black Rambo gugustalllone
Beg no friend
I’m not regular
Dang deng deng
Now Dey wan
dwi ar y Cardiff Bus
Nei di dorri fy ngwallt yn hir?
A paid a gneud dim ffys!
Nei di dorri fy ngwallt yn hir?
Dros fy eiliau
Nei di dorri fy eiliau
playing for Swansea
I still can't get used to seeing him in a
in a Cardiff jersey
I got bars for days it's crazy when I put a track out
I carry songs so
brain)
We'll walk through Cardiff together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or wbrain
His legs are short, bum sweaty, shoulders are grubby
your town
Pound for pound
Physically there or by my sound
From manchester m15
Liverpool toxteth to aintree
Next stop busy in birmingham
London, cardiff
to say that we aint like the rest
Ii hear em talking I'm so unimpressed
Cardiff brothers bitch you know we up next
Taking over from the east to the west
brown
into the Taff, and down to the moon
Until we all march out of Cardiff town
On the edge of the bed, and drunk down the milky
I wish I was
cardiff, raised by wolves and died on his fucking arse
Anyway, she did her best
Her best wasn't good enough
Hey! hey! heroes of stayaway fiction
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