Yo Glen that was cool in year 10's Stop lying, don't pretend Kin Dixon's going on like I'm his friend Last time you come to Blackpool, you got run out the ends Last time you come to Blackpool, you got run out the ends I told Dilly Alley try mention my bro If I see you on roads, you be getting on toes 'Bout Taylors dad is a nonce and I'm making it known Sitting there in Fleetwood blazin' [?] Alex asked me the side of your dome, Alex asked me the side of your dome Look, look, look Like Kean, bro, you can't handle me You got done for touching mo' family You got done for rape and battery Look Like FY7, boy can't keep up Offer you a straightener, but you don't meet us Say you're gonna ride upon my gang, yeah, but yeah you don't see us We're at parties, getting on You're at parties, getting arse foot Yo You don't keep up Little wasteman, manna can't keep up