Ep.1

Svenne on the beat Hokey Pokey All the opps out there, they nosey I used to chill on the block, I was lonely Couldn't give a- I was chasing the bag Demons get put in a spliff like a Fag Preach the word of God, make the Devil sad We ain't got time for no demon Politics Make the devil sad Hokey Pokey All the opps out there, they nosey I used to chill on the block, I was lonely Couldn't give a- I was chasing the bag Demons get put in a spliff like a fag Preach the word of God, make the devil sad We ain't got time for no demon politics Make the devil sad I was on the streets curious like George So I hopped in the booth Started playing some chords And every single time I spit there's fire Cause I'm always rapping about my Messiah And there's fire in the booth, the flames go higher Like the flames go, I'm going to lift Jesus higher Demons get bun Demons get bored Demons get bun yeah with my Sword Used to whizz on the A2 road Me and my darggs we used to do Road Used to chop all day, getting CC's Used to pray to God the Jakes Never see me Never on the wing like Bale I would pray to God the job never fails I'm a top a striker Credit cards like a- Hokey Pokey All the opps out there, they nosey I used to chill on the block, I was lonely Couldn't give a- I was chasing the bag Demons get put in a spliff like a Fag Preach the word of God, make the Devil sad We ain't got time for no demon Politics Make the devil sad Hokey Pokey All the opps out there, they nosey I used to chill on the block, I was lonely Couldn't give a- I was chasing the bag Demons get put in a spliff like a Fag Preach the word of God, make the Devil sad We ain't got time for no demon Politics Make the devil sad