Young Fathers - WAR

Big fish, little pond More like a whale In the motherfucking ocean You lost your child Everything was good The smile was golden Couldn't ask for much than a ball and the chain Forgive them Lord Thou who have sinned, put your sin, put your sin upon me Calculated friends and the trip was costly Bang like a Bangladeshi in the Bombay Wanna get to heaven? You're flying the wrong way Free like Eid has spread his seed Mmh, yes, indeed Forgive them Lord, you lost your child Gotta get 'em now Forgive them Lord, you lost your child Gotta get 'em now You close your eyes when I'm reaching your door You know it's time to settle the score This is war, c-4 This is war This is war, c-4 This is war Bish bosh, banging on the calabash Dead ringers Zombie singers Coughing in the coffin Reborn a new beginner (yeah) Destiny's past (ow) You dutty wee rass Chewy like tripe (uh-huh) Situation ripe Dishing out endorphins for nature's orphans (Something) something, something The fourth thing Stepping up in the world Kissing your feet The guide dog walking behind ya Still on a leash Rolling in the dirt Just to hit you where it hurts Squeaky clean queen But you're far too keen You close your eyes when I'm reaching your door You know it's time to settle the score This is war, c-4 This is war This is war, c-4 This is war