Plan B "Ill Manors" paroles

Ill Manors

[Verse 1]Let's all go on an urban safariWe might see some illegal migrantsOi look there's a chavThat means council housed and violentHe's got a hoodie on give him a hugOn second thoughts don't you don't wanna get muggedOh shit too late, that was kinda dumbWhose idea was that, stupidHe's got some front, ain't we all?Be the joker, play the foolWhat's politics, ain't it allSmoke and mirrors, April fools?All year round, all in allJust another brick in the wallGet away with murder in the schoolsUse four letter swear words 'cause we're coolWe're all drinkers, drug takersEvery single one of us burns the herbKeep on believin' what you read in the papersCouncil estate kids, scum of the earthThink you know how life on a council estate isFrom everything you've ever read about it or heardWell it's all true, so stay where you're safestThere's no need to step foot out the 'burbsTruth is here, we're all disturbedWe cheat and lie, it's so absurdFeed the fear, that's what we've learntFuel the fireLet it burn

[Hook]Oi, I said oi!What you looking at, you little rich boy?We're poor round here, run home and lock your doorDon't come round here no more, you could get robbed forReal, because my manor's illMy manor's illFor realYeah you know my manor's illMy manor's ill

[Verse 2]You could get lost in this concrete jungleNew builds keep springing up outta nowhereTake the wrong turn down a one way junctionFind yourself in the hood, nobody goes thereWe got an eco-friendly governmentThey preserve our natural habitatBuilt an entire Olympic villageAround where we live without pulling down any flatsGive us free money and we don't pay any taxNHS healthcare, yes please, many thanksPeople get stabbed round here, there's many shanksNice knowing someone's got our backs when we get attackedDon't bloody give me that, I'll lose my temperWho closed down the community centre?I killed time there, used to be a memberWhat will I do now until September?School's out, rules out, get your bloody tools outLondon's burning, I predict a riotFall 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 beatNever miss a cheap thrill when it comes their wayLet's go looting, no, not LutonThe high street's closed so cover your faceAnd if we see any rich kids on the way, we'll make 'em wish they stayed insideThere's a charge for congestion, everybody's gotta payDo what Boris does, rob them blind

[Hook]Oi, I said oi!What you looking at, you little rich boy?We're poor round here, run home and lock your doorDon't come round here no more, you could get robbed forReal, because my manor's illMy manor's illFor realYeah you know my manor's illMy manor's ill

[Bridge]We've had it with you politiciansYou bloody rich kids never listenThere's no such thing as Broken BritainWe're just bloody broke in BritainWhat needs fixing is the systemNot shop windows down in BrixtonRiots on the televisionYou can't put us all in prison

[Hook]Oi, I said oi!What you looking at, you little rich boy?We're poor round here, run home and lock your doorDon't come round here no more, you could get robbed forReal, because my manor's illMy manor's illFor realYeah you know my manor's illMy manor's ill

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