Jamie T Back In The Game текст песни, слова песни Back In The Game Jamie T
Jamie T - Back In The Game
Have a two's on a cigarette.
Young sons mozy it happily
Learn facts on the soviet
A crowded room that fits just three, takes four till you connect.
And all this shit means fuck all to me.
Long live us in the subsect.
So crazy Billy Jay Jones, he robs banks just for the shits
Alone giggling so stoned, pick up the phone
Cos that money I leant you said was just a loan
You're danger prone, with too much gel and a whiff of dad's cologne
Leave me alone,
Cos now you come down and you just gone lowered the tone
an after about ten dear minutes, he was back in the game.
Thought he was done man, thought he was finished,
But he's back up again
And after about ten dear minutes, he was back in the game.
Thought he was done man, thought he was finished,
But he's back up again.
A tainted brain of intoxication purple heart smartarse
Got on the transistor, said that you missed her,
Looking for selectors and found no one better than you.
With bother boy blues, pick up the old
Take up the avenues. And talk like you do what you do,
Kickin up time, but now you come down and it's for who the bell tolls.
And after about ten dear minutes, he was back in the game.
Thought he was done man, thought he was finished,
But he's back up again
And after about ten dear minutes, he was back in the game.
Thought he was done man, thought he was finished,
But he's back up again.
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