Busway Blues

Sack a masterplan kick back an crack a can
All inclusive pool side spanish tan I'm the man
Niked out longer than Paris Saint Germain
Crisp tracky like a scally Dapper Dan
Dumping white goods in the shippy
Should of wore a jacket though it's getting a little nippy
Kids are still on the street chasin Mr. Whippy
With the dough they didn't spend in Windy chippy
On the busway watchin the stars glistenin'
The only people that know what I'm saying aren't listenin'
Stack the Vali's up and nock em' down
The only time I used to sleep was on the X1 to town
And now it's barely ever at all
Don't be a pussy get your head on the ball
Black trabs, white socks
Hanging round outside the shops
Birds tease like an unsparked spliff
First wiff hit me like a Jimi guitar riff
Nowadays we don't mix like Ged and pollen
In Asda taxing rap tapes with instrumentals on em'
It's been a Fantastic Voyage
Sold drugs, robbed, been robbed, laughed at employers
Quit jobs, skipped towns, been up, been down
Whatever, etcetera