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the west Nowhere is fairer for me Than the rainy streets of old London And the girl that I came home to see Took the 14 to the west end, to catch up with my
Yeah, I'm on the run Here I come, I'm with your mom (We got London On Da Track) If the opp come, I get to squeezin' on the mop I'm on the run,
it’s a restaurant If we talking numbers This week I met five girls now the Pressure on But next week It’s just me time Room service at the Fairmont West
from home For once the whole of London Had shared some camaraderie We dusted off our bikes and Got some exercise for free I had a lovely walk through
Eskibeat beater, A star reader 4 times community service breacher Back to court, facing jail the case beater Robbery, burglary Dad got nicked 'cause of me
A star reader 4 times community service breacher Back to court, facing jail the case beater Robbery, burglary Dad got nicked 'cause of me The police
Bottled water and A copy of Moby Dick - if she Was ever to finish Melville's onerous classic, it was now Her package was addressed: West London England - c
In the pleasant West of England where the stones form in a row In the green heart of the kingdom where the hordes of pilgrims go There lived a man
service at the Fairmont West Coast, two coasts, one week, air miles I got life goals to the tenth degree Let me tell you what life's taught me There's bad
liked the rats on the rails And the weekend's cheap beans I loved my Kilburn, north west High road, hijabi sea And all the characters On the street I
glossy pics Bear sugar felt tip testimonials A kindly yet exacting woman She's given thirty years service Resulting in the eventual success Of probably
faut d'l'action, faut des jeux d'jambe comme Patson J'suis à West London comme Axon, tell me wagwan, what's good bro? (Hey) J'ai cinquante appels en
keep going) Niggas don't feel the Piru in your voice, it don't come off vulture I'm a west boy 2L rider, Gonzalez, real funkster Oh, he from Canada,
do that We don't take orders or take your crap We don't do that West Yorkshire is the place, and it's cold and it rains But we know the terrain, it's
wars with British hosts I'm a spy more authentic than Chanel West Coast CC gets interlocked with the double S post gets into locks if Churchill doesn't
Up towards the Point Emerging from the trees Soon you will be waltzing Flattening the feet Of the people who Shared the days that made you You'll be
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