Attitude Imagine walking down the street And all you see is me I will not be discrete But you will know it when you see’ me pulling out a blade Swinging for your veins But somehow miss all of them and gash open ya brain I will apologise for what I done and what I did But could it all just be some lies for the fun and for the fibs I’m coked up on some lines, Lego shovel so we dig Now I’m choking on a lime after several shots of piss 0:46 Now we all laugh coz it is sorta funny We were smoking under tarps where it often got muddy We had nothing to lose we often got lucky We used to rock the shoes but we only got them bloody That is not a punchline That is just the truth Every time at lunchtime We always smacked a beug Pepper mayo sliders They slide down nicely Then fucking finally we’d go to maccas too Get a bit drunk’ and punch on with a dude The way we ran a muck it’s on a different altitude Slap a silly butch for speaking to us rude That’s when they turn around and say what’s with the attitude I don’t have an attitude Maybe you do If you think I’m acting rude Well you are too You only just an average dude And that was just a fluke Then why do the words I use land just like a nuke Boom there it goes There it goes again I’m getting on this flow coz I’ve lost my medicine Double black Smirnoff They never seem to turn off But now we gotta burn off all the loose ends I am something special We all know I’m right I can get mental when I’m shouting on the mic These bars seem to jump right out of my mind So why would you cunts even wanna fucking try