Goldie Lookin' Chain - New And Improved Lyrics
Fukin' safe fukin' you knows it, innitIt's time to kick it once more from the boys who toke drawDon't mess with us clarts cos we're fukin' hardcoreYou thought the chain were ill, now we're fukin' much sickerThese tunes'll need more than a parental warning stickerBarrow Balls is back, and as mad as can beHe'll break your fukin' face like Mo-hammed Ah-liBut let's talk about me, Adam HussainOne of the maddest looking fu'kers from the Goldie Lookin' Chain'Don't Blame the Chain' really started the ignitionNow ever fu'ker gives us the deserved recognitionThe chain are back again like we said beforeYou know the crew who likes to smoke the fuk'n drawWe've been quiet for a while and now we're fuk'n backTrying to shag the birds but escape the fuk'n clapWe're sick as fcuk and ryer nowThe kings of 'Port hip hop so take a fuk'n bowSo if you wanna go, then bring on the actionBut you don't wanna Goldie Lookin' Chain reactionHussain's ripping it up, Y2K style plus two, innitLike Lillets, or Always Ultra with Wings, we're the Goldie Lookin' Chain and we're running thingsLike Lillets, or Always Ultra with Wings, we're New and Improved and we're running thingsThis time shit's real so let me kick the fuk'n factsWith rhymes and beats so tight they'll bring you to climaxWe're the hip hop kings of the P - O - R - TLike I say clarts, we're the G L CBenwaballs composed us some new tunes for the milleniumXain lays the tracks and 2 Hats start the rebellionWe're fu'ked in the end but really must maintainWe're better than Vanilla Ice, we're the Goldie Lookin' ChainHa ha! Fuk'n Adam Hussain here aka Benny Blanco here. Clart, if you needs the fuk'n draw, you come and fuk'n sees me, innit, right? Fuk'n knows it.This is the time so let the shit rhymeWe're the GLC and fcuked in the mindBenwaballs skits, crazy as can beHe'll fcuk you up and down n worse than Bruce fuk'n LeeSome clarts get birds with the muscles they can flexBut Xain gets tit-tosss spinning his decks2000AD couldn't give a tossAs long as he gets to see the girlie's pantie-mossLike Lillets, or Always Ultra with Wings, we're the Goldie Lookin' Chain and we're running thingsLike Lillets, or Always Ultra with Wings, we're New and Improved and we're running thingsThis new bad-ass shit will give you a fukin' thrillCrank up the fukin' bass and take a drive down PilWhen we started up, people thought we we're taking the pissBut we've evolved like a butterfly from a chrysalisThey've been out of the country, now for a whileMissing the fresh tunes and the fukin' free-styleOur *****s are bigger than sticks of salamiCos we're the generals of this 'Port hip hop armyListen to this shit and copy one after oneBy this time next year it'll go platinumGet smoked up clart, in a fuk'n hazeAnd demand our shit over fuk'n TJsOi clart, don't forget my fukin' four pack of stella and fukin' rizlas, innit, alright?I see all this mad shit, every fcukin' dayStretching from the gear to Pil and Allway(?)People say we're nuts and that needs addressingI ain't messing, clarts, this shit's got me fuk'n stressingI ain't confessin'to whether I smokes the fuk'n resinBut still impressin the girlies when they see meBouncing down the road in my low ride capriWith my ganja in the back and main D-LeeFuk with us and you'll be in the obituariesCos every fu'cker knows we're the GLCYeah, that's right, it's Adam Hussain he back and this time he's pissed off. Fuk'n you knows it. Big respect to Benny Blanco. In the house tonight.Fuk'n knows it, that's right. Adam Hussain. Fuk'n there, in your fuk'n face. Listen to the fuk'n tunes. You fuk'n knows it, leisurewearer!
