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PLAN B lyrics : "ill Manors Funtcase Remix"

Let's all go on an urban safari
we might see some illegal migrants
Oi look there's a chav,

that means council housed and violent
He's got a hoodie on give him a hug,
on second thoughts don't you don't wanna get mugged

Oh %#@! too late that was kinda dumb
whose idea was that...stupid...
He's got some front, ain't we all,

be the joker, play the fool
What's politics, ain't it all
smoke and mirrors, April fools

All year round, all in all
just another brick in the wall
Get away with murder in the schools

use four letter swear words coz we're cool
We're all drinkers, drug takers
every single one of us buns the herb

Keep on believing what you read in the papers
council estate kids, scum of the earth


Scum of the earth (repeat)

You know my manors ill (repeat)


You could get lost in this concrete jungle
new builds keep springing up outta nowhere

Take the wrong turn down a one way junction
find yourself in the hood nobody goes there
We got an eco friendly government,

they preserve our natural habitat
Built an entire Olympic village
around where we live without pulling down any flats

Give us free money and we don't pay any tax
NHS healthcare, yes please many thanks
People get stabbed round here there's many shanks

nice knowing someone's got our backs when we get attacked
Don't bloody give me that
I'll lose my temper

Who closed down the community centre?
I kill time there used to be a member,
what will I do now



You know my manors ill (repeat)


Oi! I said Oi!


What you looking at you little rich boy!
We're poor round here, run home and lock your door
don't come round here no more, you could get robbed for

Real (yeah) because my manors ill
x 2




Think you know how life on a council estate is,

from everything you've ever read about it or heard,
Well it's all true, so stay where you're safest
there's no need to step foot out the burbs

Truth is here, we're all disturbed
we cheat and lie its so absurd
Feed the fear that's what we've learned

Fuel the fire,
Let it burn.
Schools out, rules out, get your bloody tools out

London's burning, I predict a riot
Fall in fall out
who knows what it's all about

What did that chief say? Something bout the kaisers
Kids on the street no they never miss a beat, never miss a cheap
thrill when it comes their way

Lets go looting
no not Luton,
the high street's closer cover your face

And if we see any rich kids on the way we'll make 'em wish they stayed inside
here's a charge for congestion, everybody's gotta pay
do what Boris does... rob them blind

Get away with murder in the schools

use four letter swear words coz we're cool
We're all drinkers, drug takers
every single one of us buns the herb
Keep on believing what you read in the papers
council estate kids, scum of the earth


Scum of the earth (repeat)




Oi! I said Oi!

What you looking at you little rich boy!
We're poor round here, run home and lock your door
don't come round here no more, you could get robbed for

Real (yeah) because my manors ill

My manors ill

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