Falling Down (feat. Hak Baker)

Can't fake the fizzle be it is in your skin Three Rizla sheets to the wind When you fail they rejoice When you fail they rejoice Falling down is an accident Staying down is a choice Took a little trip, slip, miss Geezer this is it, misfits See all the lip, check this Geezer please miss me with all of it Tequila at the bar last night Reason why I look like flippin' shit Reason why I'm questioning all of it Cause cor blimey she was fit Took a little trip last year What a brittle trip, rasp gear Met about a baker's dozen of cynical little twigs Geezer this is me mate, and what you see mate Is what you get, yep, no fantasy I got my East End gang with me A bunch of cunts in all honesty The Monday will be solemn Could do with a little trip to Holland or Tulum But see me cash flow's a travesty And reason why I'm nickin' these bag of peas Oi oi oi Can't fake the fizzle be it is in your skin Three Rizla sheets to the wind When you fail they rejoice When you fail they rejoice Falling down is an accident Staying down is a choice She walked with me to the place But she won't let me try and act up She talked shit to my face But compliments me behind my back Text messaging like I Shoot from the hip in a western movie Everyone who comes into your life Is a blessing or a schooling Fall in love with the girl who makes you love the guy that... Under a little blem of weed Just learning the ropes of it Come to see the film, please But don't turn off your phone innit When you fail they rejoice When you fail they rejoice Falling down is an accident Staying down is a choice Yo when we all fall we'll be dead Brown bread discomposed in the depths Yo, falling down is an accident But see staying down is for plebs C'mon Can't fake the fizzle be it is in your skin Three Rizla sheets to the wind When you fail they rejoice When you fail they rejoice Falling down is an accident Staying down is a choice Yeahhh