Lyrics:
the wreck
Where the Abbey looms from overhead
Where the waves crash in beneath
Did you hear of the wreck in Whitby?
Did you hear of the wreck in Whitby
holes bigger then Pacs, bad boys who shot ya, it was written by nas, you can’t keep up, we ain’t the same inside, I’m Whitby's illest next up
See I felt
When the sun goes down, in Whitby Town
Dracula's around, When the sun goes down
When the sun goes down, in Whitby Town Dracula's around
He sleeps
friends you can talk
And the Waterfront Trail is the best for a calming walk
So many things to see
In the ‘Shwa, Pickering, Ajax and Whitby
Went
Semolina Pilchard
There's no form in your arc when you dive
The Deacon of Whitby's here
What'd he say?
"I don't know how to drive!"
Come on fight
despaired
The wreck of Algerino a-floating on the waves
Barrels long since lost
The Whitby boys may not be saved
Where are the Scarborough lads?
you done?
You're bound for Botany Bay
I was born and bred in Whitby town and raised most honestly
Till I became a roving blade which proved my destiny
In the words ofaaa in twelve years
Do you take and set up in some cove
Location in Whitby engländer Schweinhund
Why are you here? Why are you here?
Why
the Humber 'midst the barrels and the creels
Whitby, Grimsby, and all the country roond
But the place to find the herrin' is the quay at Yarmouth toon
Bitch I'm snapping like a Mustard beat
From lightskin Lil Wayne
Bitch I'm slapping on production
They like "Ooh is he ok"
From Whitby to the Bay
They know
white like Whitby
Jean jacket off white can't diss me
(No)
Cause my pockets fatter then yours
Cause my bitches badder than your
And my parents gladder
did
Told em hop up out this place
Pussy nigga you a disgrace
To my city, that be Whitby
I'mma slump him in the face
Got a pretty little kitty
I'mma
is in me (Soul is in me)
I moved out to Whitby but baby that really ain't stopping the dream
(Stopping the dream)
Seen all of that, seen
Can't get in
*spoken intro*
From the deepest, darkest depths of...WHITBY!
Comes this sordid tale of speed...
Murderous mayhem..
Cataclysmic combustion...
need the bread but you know that D-Lo ain't send me
Hate for years
Then Tej told me 116 flipped him and I had to hide out in Whitby
Man I'm sorry as fuck
When it falls
Then it falls
Like Whitby jet
Darkest thing you ever saw
Yet
Seen jet
But it's not as old
And it won't be bought
It's no pretty
Looks like we made it
Pulling into the station right on time
Oh my, what a wonderful ride
In Whitby
Got a little lover roaming by my side
All mine
We
stretchin down ah Whitby
Wray and Nephew fi get tipsy
Fendi bath suit so him sweet me
Rude bwoy kno jus how fi treat me
If I slide make sure it's Gucci
In my
mentally a daily fight
I know I got some issues with me
Geeking of the smoke, no Whitney
I just bought this thing from Whitby
Load it up and leave you dizzy
brother just started renting in the centre of York
Lishmans and Wilson's always sorted me out with pork
I've been to Chapeltown Rothwell out to Whitby
to try and reset
But the boys are gone
And that feels wrong
So I pull up to Whitby
After leaving the city
Eating some chickpeas
Which smelled kinda fishy
I
always rough
And their tongues just as tough
From Whitby to Yarmouth and to old Fleetwood town
They would travel around
The fishing's gone, the fishing's
of Whitby
Between tombs
Between saints
I write
this bloody chapter
I write
this bloody chapter
Join us
In this crusade
Bring stakes
Bring your faith
and jive
we got bounce heaven andy whitby what episode we up to now
You'll be screaming as your streaming these tunes to make u go wow
keeping it Fresh
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