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it up 
Cause I ain't never gave a fuck 
Now you see I'm chasing money 
They won't help you add it up  

I had no help I made this shit up by myself

favourite chewing gum
When i walk outside i am scared i’m gonna be shot by a gun

I’m just chillin eating some of my favourite papaya
Been to Guanacasye yeah

Cold is the morn, up before sun
Trunk is packed, by dawn we'll be gone
From Glasgow to Greenock today

Then 62 days from Scotland to Quebec
Praying

we got there the fucking place was ruined

Oh, I haven't seen old Hitler for a hell of a time
He must have been buggered by a mine
But if he's

Employed this man in town
Four pounds every night
To commit crimes against the Crown
Look at the look in his eye
How could you stand and deny
By Jove Holmes

The temperature was rising, Scotland got a penalty
Denied by Brosnan, our green machine
Vera made a change and little did we know
Barrett would score with her big

kim bym chciał
Szacunku nie miałbym dla pań
Ostatni byłbym drań

I wszelki bym za sobą ślad
Zacierał najdokładniej tak
Bezradny nawet Scotland Yard
By

of trying to monetize it
I feel like I'd been tricked
By voices who never really knew why my art exists
Or why I was drawn to it initially

My dad always said

It's Phoenix to L.A. to Scotland and back
You left me on the shelf, dropped
Had to dust myself, off
Knew that I can't trust no one
By myself I'm best off

So I travelled to England, Ireland, Scotland
And the United States, the other side of the world It is my calling, my responsibility
Endorsed by

I stir my drink a long time
I watch the teaspoon go cold on my napkin
I wonder off in my mind
We used to drive up to Morvern in Scotland
She used

the only time your shit will be hot
And that's food for thought my nigga hope you get shot by jiggaboos
Who have fucking lost the plot (Censored) how you

excited, as time, goes by
You may be wonderin', so I'll tell ya why

I LUHHHHVE SPAGHETTI SO MUCH

It's good to eat and it's fun to touch
It looks kinda

It was in the year 1918 when the war came tumbling down 
All the men that were spared were home to Scotland bound
The foaming shores of France all

the muscle 
I told you I don't tussle 
Accustomed to being muzzled 
The weight is all in the words 
Could tell by the way I cuss you 
Repercussions for

Prolly really wanted to
Toe Hill
I was really on the move
Name a nigga that could slow me down
Talk about it
Speed Dial
Magic
Scotland County
Rebound
Oow
I

to endure the wrath of Iraq
We all equal no sugarcoating this ain't no sequel but a prequel to Scotland yard
Nobody dyin' hard no lethal weapon 4
No reaching

Now I’ll sing some lyrics they’re so typical of punk
Overthrow your government and smell just like a skunk
I won’t go to Scotland cause I don’t like

chance for England to take the lead

3 Lions, let me hear them roar 
Beer in the air when our boys score (come on)
But nil-nil against Scotland, I need

uncle fester
Felt the whip of christ your master?
One time in Scotland I wrestled the loch ness
They asked me how I beached him with just my bare hands
I

at war
My brother was crusing through Scotland they put 7 in his car look
Ain't no going back them niggas took that shit too far
I shine bright even when

could be free
He fought for Irish freedom
For the likes of you and me

James Connolly came from Scotland
A rebel to the core
He wanted not just freedom

Cold blows the wind o'er my true love
Cold blow the drops of rain
I never had but one true love and in Scotland he was slain
I'd do as much for my

c mile frae Pencaitland on the road tae the sea stands a yew tree a thousand years old, and the old women swear by the grey o' their hair that it