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 [Hook gator creek] 
Looking in the barrel of a 12 gauge magnum 
Who's that standing behind the trigger finger squinting at me 
Looking down the barrel of a 12 gauge magnum 
I ain't never done nobody no wrong but me 
[Verse 1 tinie tempah] 
Stolen from the wild and released into captivity 
So when I'm near the public to long I act fidgety 
Act liberties have to take my gat to liberty 
To stop that crazy bitch tryna snap my black dick off me 
Conceived cos no one used the condom or the pill 
But was welcomed with open arms like the statue that's in brazil 
Mummy knew I'd be expensive so she nearly called me bill 
Daddy thought that the stress would kill him so he nearly called me will 
Weighing in at 7 pounds and 1 ounce this little miracle 
Got given a name with way too many syllables 
That made my registration in class a tad difficult 
And anyone who did telesales a little miserable 
Where my dark skin girls at and aboriginals 
Where my light skinned girls at? the whole of liverpool 
All I ever wanted to do was be individual 
Says that black rapper on your stereo ha typical 
[Hook gator creek] 
Looking in the barrel of a 12 gauge magnum 
Who's that standing behind the trigger finger squinting at me 
Looking down the barrel of a 12 gauge magnum 
I ain't never done nobody no wrong but me 
[Verse 2 tinie tempah] 
Looking at a milf, thinking bout filth 
Make that fuckin' o'neil, then I give her the shaquille 
I got all the top lawyers looking at my deals 
One uk tour we probably looking bout a mill 
Rocking my fur knowing something got killed 
I even gave peta dough to help me deal with the guilt 
Might take jameela jamil for a meal 
But I still eat fried chicken and I still drink lilt 
(For that totally tropical taste) 
Life on the edge 
Life on the ledge 
Life through the lens 
Life on the net 
Life in the press where there's a life there's a death 
Sometimes I literally hear god reply to my prayers 
If life is a bitch then life is my ex 
Who was so overly obsessed by the size of my head 
Told me I broke her heart then put a knife to my chest 
Now it's real cold on the other side of the bed 
Threw me in at the deep end despite of my fears 
These journalists can be fuckin' lions tigers and bears 
Vincent van gogh'd em, gave em a work of art 
Now these critics all make me wanna fuckin' slice off my ears 
Fight club yeah 
Bought me a pair of airs 
My niggas told me well done cos them mediums is rare 
Yeah looking down the barrel 
Shoot but don't let it stain my american apparel 
 
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