jersey life
Yo, I’m reppin’ that rock in the Channel Sea, Jersey vibes, yeah, island pedigree. Not quite Britain, not quite France, But we got our own style, got our own stance. St. Helier nights, sunrises clean, Green lanes winding through a coastal dream. Cream teas, cliffs, and that Norman stone, History deep — yeah, we stand alone. (Hook) J-E-R-S-E-Y, Island life where the seagulls fly. Low tax, high class, we ride that tide, Jersey boys and girls got island pride. (Verse 2) From Gorey Castle to the west coast surf, Legends born on this bit of earth. Cows so fine, that golden cream, Making cheddar out here like a royal dream. We got fields and finance, fish on deck, But we still spit bars, gotta earn that cheque. Independent mind with a crown on the side, Jersey’s in the game and we never hide.
You may also like
Leave a comment
Yo, I’m reppin’ that rock in the Channel Sea, Jersey vibes, yeah, island pedigree. Not quite Britain, not quite France, But we got our own style, got our own stance. St. Helier nights, sunrises clean, Green lanes winding through a coastal dream. Cream teas, cliffs, and that Norman stone, History deep — yeah, we stand alone. (Hook) J-E-R-S-E-Y, Island life where the seagulls fly. Low tax, high class, we ride that tide, Jersey boys and girls got island pride. (Verse 2) From Gorey Castle to the west coast surf, Legends born on this bit of earth. Cows so fine, that golden cream, Making cheddar out here like a royal dream. We got fields and finance, fish on deck, But we still spit bars, gotta earn that cheque. Independent mind with a crown on the side, Jersey’s in the game and we never hide.