Alex TB - I Will Kill You lyrics

Man (x?)

Where's the purse?
Wait, blood. I told you, yeah, I want the fucking cards, isn't it.
No, man, who fucking took it? Give me the purse!
Blood, man, you want, you want the cards, yeah?
Yes, I want the fucking cards
Hey, Moons. Moons. Hey, blood, don't fuck about
So what, you can share your girl with Sam
And you can't even share the purse with us, blood
You fucking prick
Get the fuck off me!
Fuck is wrong with you, blood? We're gonna split that or not?
All right, that's what it's got to?
You know what, take your fucking purse, blood, you like it so much
You're a dickhead, man
Hey, blood, don't take it out on us
because your girl got pressed by next man
If you was somebody else, I would have stabbed your claret, rude boy!
Stab me then, blood! My uncle'll kill you!
You and your fucking uncle, man!
If my man's even real
You know what, blood, if he is real, yeah, you better go to him, isn't it?
Because, blood, you ain't got no-one no more, man. You ain't got Alisa
You ain't got that sket no more. And we ain't backing you no more

Fucking purse
You know what?
Fucking purse
We're gonna split (x?)

Fucking purse (x?)

We're gonna split

Man