Dag Nabbit - Mind Out lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Underground Alliance Underground Alliance What's gwanin Dag on the production Yeah, Skrein UNDERLINE [Verse 1: Skrein] With me and Hip Hop, nothing can come between I'm hungry, watch me munch the scene Sick it all up and shout 'f** The Queen' Get my Liverpool mug and make a cup of tea With some digestives and a custard cream Roll up a spliff and f** my b Dig out the poom-poom and bust my seed Shake off the excess and tuck my piece Back in my boxers and dust to leave Go have a rap at the bus stop and bun some cheese With a smile as wide as a disabled toilet It was your time, I'm sorry that I've spoiled it I cry 'Underline' and laugh out loud Watching my brederens on stage makes me so proud Alliance, underground f** the cla** As blud just bun it down [Hook] x 2 Mind out (mind out) It's Skrein now (it's Skrein now) Villa High town (Villa High town) Underground Alliance, easy, easy [Verse 2: Skrein] Yeah, Angel existence Highgate, pastimes Camden b**hes Harringey [?] Barnet skinhead I'll always know man Archways listener Islington's home and Walk on more pavements than postman Me and Old Man Winter hold hands Newcastle's where my bro stands Muswell Hill's boring, Hampstead Heath's so nang Mid-September, picking shrooms Me, Lambo and Doobs sipping brews And licking zoots, three-piece meal of chicken food Finsbury Park, wicked shoes Walk the tightrope, sport a Nike coat Crisp like biscuit, nice cloak, quiet joke Life's slow, but we ain't gotta wait for it All of London's youth - life's what you make of it [Hook] x 2 [Verse 3: Skrein] I ain't never need to snort coke I can drink a gla** of water and have pure joke Smell the draw-smoke North London, deep brederen Naff Laden, Hip Hop's Keith Chegwin On crack, on some triple six sh** In matching tracksuits like Jim'll Fix It Without medallions or receding hairlines I'm underground challenging airtime They say 'Yeah, Skrein what's happening?' Nothing but a cheap chain and a plastic ring I'll keep rapping ming, 'stead of cashing in But we'd all love fifty grand and that's the thing Trumpets sound, that's the king Oh no he's the jester cos he gots the bling Cos all I wanna do is drink, rap and smoke Make love to my girl slow and crack some joke Ha ha ha ha Oi, you cheeky slag Naff off [Hook] x 2 [Outro] Underground Alliance (easy, easy) d**h defiance (easy, easy) Foreign Beggars (easy, easy) TMF (easy, easy, easy, easy, easy, easy) Fam in flames(easy, easy) Pikey (easy, easy) Double Vision(easy, easy, easy, easy, easy, easy) UNDERLINE