Kidz (Bootleg) Plan B (UK) (Ft. Willy Mason)

[Intro: Plan B]
Yeah, I'm back, it's my time again you motherfuckers, you best listen up yeah, fucking cunts

[Verse 1: Plan B]
I break a bottle over some boys head
Stab a broken piece into the poor cunt's leg
I leave him in an alley screaming and bleeding to death
Run away laughing my head off
As I leave him for dead
What do I care?
It's not like I'm gonna get caught, Anyways
Killing ain't a crime; it's a fucking blood sport
And I'm about have to notch up as many points as possible
Show the kids on my estate that I'm unstoppable
'Cause in my world respect is the only thing that matters
If I ain't gettin' enough
Someone weak enough for me to beat is getting battered
Your self-esteem's getting shattered
Into tiny little fragments on the floor it's scattered

What can I say?
Life ain't fair
But I don't care
Cos I'm untouchable like Eliott Ness
I tie a bandana round my head like Rambo
Shoot you on your fucking doorstep like Jill Dando