The Fleg

by Peace Process

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Recorded on the Mount.
© Peace Process Jan 2013

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[Lyrics]

All Y'allz ripping, they be muthafuckin gutted.
Someone took tha flag n' now they be pure insulted.
Bout dis symbol on a polyesta rag
Well, I don't mean ta brag but I stole tha flag.

I dont like stephen nolan one fat bit.
As if I'd hear what tha fuck straight-up mattas from a pile of shit
But tha sheezy dat night
It gave mah crazy ass a gangbangin' fright
Someone git dat fat slag outta mah sight.

You're harmin local bidnizzes n' hurtin loadz of cops.
Throwin loadz of petrol bombs n' lobbin loadz of rocks.
Da damage dat yo ass is bustin, makes mah crazy ass wanna gag.
Well I don't mean ta brag. But I stole tha flag.

Some would say we're divided
Some wish they could say our crazy-ass asses was united.
I'd say we're far behind, caught up up in a westsideern lie
So before I say phatbye, I beg.
I stole tha flag

Horses up in yo' burgers, you turn a funky-ass blind eye.
Cause fo' tha union jack you say yo dirty ass is gonna stand n' die.
Every supa pissed lad needz a funky-ass big-ass dirty shag.
Well I don't mean ta brag yo, but I stole tha flag.

Walkin home wit a plastic bag.
Windz of chizzle-a-blowin all up in mah rags.
A crowd has formed, They're clearly scorned.
And I don't mean ta brag yo, but I stole tha flag.

Some would say we're divided
Some wish they could say our crazy-ass asses was united.
I'd say we're far behind, caught up up in a westsideern lie
So before I say phatbye, I beg.
I stole tha flag

It aint nuthin but always been yo' chizzle
To elect whoz ass throws yo' voice
Across tha gin n juice ta tha boys
Bustin tha British Pound so proud

Our thugged-out asses can chizzle it wit a single vote.
Our thugged-out asses aint gots ta ram it down they throats.
But ask around n' yo dirty ass is gonna only hear one slag.

I stole tha flag

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released 22 January 2013

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