Mis-shapes, mistakes, Raised on a of broken biscuits, oh We don't look the as you And we don't do the you do But we live around here too, oh
Mis-shapes, mistakes, We'd to go to town but we can't risk it, oh 'Cos they just want to us out You end up with a smack in the mouth for standing out, oh really
Brothers, sisters, you see? The future's by you and me There won't be fighting in the They think they've got us But is going to be so sweet
We're making a move, making it now We're out of the sidelines Just put your hands up, a raid yeah We want your homes, we want your
We want the things you allow us We use guns, we won't use bombs We'll use the one thing, got more of That's our
Check lucky numbers That money could drag you under, oh the point of being rich If you can't think what to do it 'Cos you're so bleeding
Oh, we weren't to be We learnt too much at Now we can't but see That the future that got mapped out is Nothing much to about
We're a move, we're making it now We're out of the sidelines Just put your hands up, it's a yeah We want your homes, we want lives
We want the things you won't us We won't use guns, we use bombs We'll use the one thing we've got of That's our
Brothers, sisters, can't you The owned by you and me There be fighting in the street They think got us beat But is going to be so sweet
We're making a move, we're it now We're out of the sidelines Just put your hands up, a raid, yeah We want your homes, we want lives
We want the things you allow us We use guns, we won't use bombs use the one thing we've got more of That's our minds, And our minds, yeah