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