So anyway, I said to the guy "Look buddy, you wanna take it outside?"
He said "Fuck yeah!"
So we went outside and danced away until the kebab shop owner called the police as he was distressed to see an illegal dance-off at such short quaters. Spectacular!
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These ideas are nightmares to white parents,
Who's worst fear is a child with died hair and who likes ear-rings,
Like whatever they say has no bearing, it's so scary in a house that allows no swearing,
To see him walking around with his head phones blaring,
Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care,
He's a problem child,
And what bothers him all comes out, when he talks about
His fuckin' dad walkin' out,
'Cause he just hates him so bad that he blocks him out,
If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out,
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back,
Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap,
He sags his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap,
His step-father hit him, so he socked him back, and broke his nose,
His house is a broken home, there's no control, he just let's his emotions go...
