[Robin Hood Verse 1]
Many men speak of Robin Hood
But they don't got his flow
While you were panicking, dillydallying under the throne
I'd be hijacking into the palace to plunder the gold
And then get back on my stallion galloping to Papplewick
Refunding the broke with the money that the monarchy stole
Then maybe leave a little gift behind for the rich to find
What kind of present doesn't come with a bow?
The most dashing assassin, you couldn't leave a scratch on me
With either your sword or bombs
With a face likе that, man, you lacked attraction
Until they turned your hеad into a tourist one
This time make sure your matchstick works
When I send you more underground than the catholic church
You were persecuted, couldn't get married and go to mass, and worse
You had to put on your grandma's shirt
But what does a Man in Tights know about that?
Well I do know belts don't go on your hat
Couldn't blow the king dead, but at least you're remembered
By making dogs piss themselves every 5th of November
How did your hidden agenda get thwarted?
How did they possibly cotton on to your rotten plot and spot the bombs promptly?
When popping the protestants, stop your posse from gossiping
I can hear them plotting all the way from my forest in Nottingham
Your followers are tossers and pillock pilgrims and dunces
All that gunpowder to bloody blunder and buss-t it?
It wasn't your plot, you were following orders
So I'll be another Rob that you're taking the fall for
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