Send Me West

Whoa mate I'm gonna stab ya Whoa mate I'm gonna break your legs I go to the park after dark And I'll stab ya with my knife Then I go home and smoke some weed Then I'll go screw ya wife I go outside in my bling bling Whoa mate I'm the real thing And with my posse I'm gonna do you over Go home, get pissed and wake up with a real hangover I go to the pitch with my bitch With my Nike trousers tucked into my socks And then I go home and fuck my bird ‘Cause she's got some real big knocks I go home listen to my real big mix And then I'm gonna mess with my hydraulics I turn my cap all around I'm real solid mate and uh... I'll bang ya out!