Written, produced, engineered & mixed by Jordan Cardy.

Lyrics

Cash in a shoe box
Never put it back
Sitting on my sack
Chewing through a snack
Beneath the ceiling cracks
Sods law
Put the movie on pause
Think there’s someone at the door
Hide that money in the draw
Four war lords in a
More door Ford said they
Clutching swords settling scores
Before the stores put up the closed boards
Landlord coulda fixed up the frame
But he ain’t to blame
For the night that came
When the shit hit just like a train

ram-raid well there coming through my door like ram raid like a ram-raid
ram-raid well there coming through my door like ram raid it’s a ram-raid

Burst through the hinges
Like ninjas that’s when my stomach dropped
I ain’t the one to win fights
In fact I’ve lost a lot
Is this a case of wrong identity
Coz I can’t see
Why this mob be stealing all my shit
that tv cost a lot

I say l you got the wrong guy I don’t lie
And if you ask my misuses she’ll tell you who am I
The man says Why try?
Your Jeff right?
And yeah we’ve come for your debt
You got no alibi

I say.. Jefrey? U know that’s not me?
He lives 3 doors down near the bungalow see…
Look.. grab my ID please,
Just by my keys
In the wallet over there
Next to the BT HUB…
man I hate that fucking mug
He’s a thieving cunt
Using money that ain’t his
To by all kinds of drugs
Soo They all turn to each other
Sir we must apologise
As we bid you good bye

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