Plan B - Kidz

Plan B - Kidz From The Album Who Needs Actions When You Got Words Right e’rybody listen up This is my time now u get me? Fucking cunts! Check it! I break a bottle over some boys head, stab a broken piece in to the poor cunts leg, I leave him in an alley where he’s screaming and bleeding to death, run away laughing my head off, just to leave him for dead. What do I care? It’s not like I’m gonna get caught, anyways, killing ain’t a crime; it’s a fucking blood sport