Paroles Slates, Slags Etc de Fall (The)

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Here's the definitive rantSlates drive me batsTherefore I say hey slates give us a breakMale slags, slags slates and tapes Everything's strained by the States They are the grey ones of our state I relateMale slags....And slates, break hard, break hardlyBreak the slates for Christ's sake Male slags... Male slags, knock over your drink Pay for correct amount spilt Male slags... Remember slates are always outta dateIn the fine light of day they have to faceWell I can't give a definitionThe consequences of their plagiarisationMale slagsWith greedy bastard scrubbed handsKill jokes join gangs Kill the safety in our lands Male slags... In the cold nearly old ska Jamaican dawnDead publisher's sonsMaterial hardship pawnsThe Beat, Wah! Heat Male slags... (Dog bites the dicks that feeds it) Male slags... Academic male slags Ream off names of books and bands Kill cultural interest in our land Male slates With creaky pants and scrubbed handsOkay matesLet's get onto the valley of weightsThe valley of weights is the valley Where they cast off the weights And became trite, uptight Deaf and bereft A liberty mess Female slates Make pins of your whims Break your balls, suck your thoughtsRip off bands With stuck up hair and new shitty pantsNew beatniks with hoop shirts Big priest - give us a break Help me to fight the slates Male slags....How would you describe the slates?Don't start improvising for Christ's sakeThey are the grey ones of the state I relateEverythings strained by the states The valley of weights Okay mates

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