#theallstarlegends#Ukbadboy This time o year Kind o hectic..yeah Everyone Hear gettin festive..yeah Not everyone got everything Something gives No reason fo cheerin Not every one hear got everyone near Them times is gone N Time fo givin Fuck that Gimme mine right hear Eastender Christmas without drama is rare I can fuck around Coz I’m that player Hate us mother fuckers u best say yo prayers Ukbadboy Do I make myself clear? You can leave a comment I really don’t care Feelin stuck on riddle Like Malcom in the middle is In the middle of lil mix got some mistletoe Jus a lil kiss Next thing ya know Kissin from ya head to ya toe Rap myself up With a lil blue bow Promise I won’t over flow It’s jus the way my lyrics go Yo,yo If ya don’t know Now ya know Yo hit ya, back split ya Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles Pillow case to your face, makes ya scream muffle Stab your daughter in the fuck muscle Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug related Hatin it Keep your hands high, as shit gets deeper Here comes the Grim Reaper, Ukbadboy Leave the keys to your jeep-a-(That's right) Chill homie, the bitch in Shirley told me You're holdin more drugs than a pharmacy, you ain't harmin' me See I be Ldns-finest-So pardon me, pass the safe, before I blaze this place And here's six more inches just in case If I hurt anyone It ain’t for fun It’s those posh cunts in (London London) Fires blazin Step down King wants his throne U spit shit I can’t condone London’s my home If I like it I take it Not Botherd if ya don’t like it Fuck a fake bitch Stab the bitch in the Tits Deflate it Then make my escape..quick Spark a splif get wasted Coz Police like wasps Don’t wanna get stung Kill one they all come You can’t run Let it be known I’m troublesome On da microphone Spitting syllables Lyrics that Will...kill Fuck em all AllStars legends Untouchable