Your shoots ain't funny
And there's nothin' you say
That I wanna hear
The sound of the Moors
Poundin' your ass out
Is music to my ears
If I can't beat you then
I'm gonna beat you to a pulp
So go down the alleyways
And take my BBC glaze
Right down your throat
Goin' down that alley
What the fuck's with you?
You're our new bitch
In the Summer of '92!
You're gonna whimper
You're gonna shout
This party's started
You're gaped the fuck out
Gaped the fuck out!
Well I fart, I coom bitch gimme a drink
Your bussy's in full bloom
My ass is your new breakfast
So keep your mouth busy and wrap your lips
All around my attitude
Talk a walk with me
Down this backalley
And get a fucking clue
Why you walkin' funny?
You must've spent some time
With the 92Krew
Goin' down that alley
What the fuck's with you?
You're our new bitch
In the Summer of '92!
You're gonna whimper
You're gonna shout
This party's started
You're gaped the fuck out
Gaped the fuck out!
Know what I'm saying?
Fuck you if you can't take a BBC, KWAB
The Moors are coming
All over your head
If we find you here when we wake up
Razor is gonna find you dead
Goin' down that alley
What the fuck's with you?
You're our new bitch
In the Summer of '92!
You're gonna whimper
You're gonna shout
This party's started
You're gaped the fuck out
Gaped the fuck out!
Gaped the fuck out!
Gaped the fuck out!
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