Lightwork Freestyle Pete & Bas

[Intro: Pete & Bas, Kuurtesy, 91shots]
Don't think that you won't get touched
Kurt man you crazy
You'll brick your guts when I clutch my-
9, 1
C-c-came for the moolah, came for the paper
Came for the carnage, came for the dough

[Verse 1: Pete]
Cock it, lock it, shoot him (Bah!)
Blue tape round the Mayfair Tooting (Ah)
No suspect when the pigs pulled up
And the whole gang cut, weren’t a simple looting
He didn’t wanna taste those slugs
Your man walked up like he’s king of the hill
Now he’s 10 foot under the ground
And I’m 10 bob up in a William Hill
Placing bets
No sexual assault when I grab that chest
I’ll nick that stash when I’m taking jobs
I’d rather make cash when I’m breaking necks (Oh yeah!)
Cockney murder
Simply the best, I ain’t Tina Turner
Don’t think that you won’t get touched
You'll brick your guts when I clutch my burner