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Goldie Lookin Chain Greatest Hits

Come out with your hands on your head Turn the rap music off and step away from the stereo Put the rap album down Leave MC Hammer alone, turn it off Right

bits of plastic I leaves mine in it cause it tastes fantastic Skunk costs too much, I can't see the appeal Of smoking Port Rocky, Soap Bar or Gold Seal

Happy Shopper Aells the best skunk you tell by the smell I'll also sell you fags and Rizlas as well Oi, clart! Don't fuckin' start Or I'll whip you with my chain

boppers I want police protection from 87 coppers I wanna go gold, even better platinum If you wanna be a star you gotta kill yourself, man It's the truth, step back, take a look

A design for a way of livin' so revolutionary, so groundbreaking That its very concept posed a threat to the fabric of society A threat even greater

Eggsy: Alright tonight we got top entertainer Tim West Country a.k.a Billy Webb! Bill son, what's been going on in town centre tonight? Billy: Well loadsa