A fist full of teeth
Blood on his hands
Walking back and forth as slow as he can
Lurking on the street
Pocket of contraband
Watch out play smart to late it’s time to die coz when your high you can fly to close to the sun

Bang goes badman
Six feet under ground
Here’s come another
I heard the news on the radio

Bang goes badman
Six feet under ground
Here’s come another
The world ain’t yours mate just let it go
But all is fair in drugs and war


Back on the bus seat
Foot hit by a can
It rolls back and forth
Till he has to stand
A 10 minute walk
It don’t go to plan
Muggers on his left
No time left to scram

If you live this way
There’s a price you must pay
Every dog has its day
With dirty money comes pain