I got some hard times, two punks upon a subway It's a long way to go to get to Leicester Square A hard line - It's the one you gotta cross The one you gotta cross, to get you anywhere
Michael's on his way to payback syndication Of fisticuffs, retired (?) and his backstreet education The 8-ball stops him low Demonstrations show It's crystal clear it ain't so great for those who become broken here yeah
I got none I got no mind for... nothing I got no insight, I got no feelings I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here
The cocaines out, then is world goes (?) down, the prime objective: Fear To rival forces from different times and places nowhere near The tension begins to grow His instincts tell him so He (...?) yeah
I got none I got no mind for... nothing I got no insight, I got no feelings I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here
Yeah!!!
Ah no no!!! ah no!!! Ah no no no no!!!
I got some hard times, two punks upon a subway It's a long way to go to get to Leicester Square A hard line - It's the one you gotta cross The one you gotta cross, to get you anywhere
Mike gets whipped, his bull-face slapped around a cheap cigar His gang comes in cause they're always seeing the trouble from afar He act so (....?) (...) in and stalls He makes his point then (???s) a joint in the backseat with a model, oh yeah
I got none I got no mind for... nothing I got no insight, I got no feelings I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here
Yeah!!!
Ah no no!!! Ah no!!! Ah no no no no
I got some hard times, two punks upon a subway It's a long way to go to get to Leicester Square A hard line - It's the one you gotta cross The one you gotta cross, to get you anywhere
Yeah!!!
You see I got none I got no mind for... nothing I got no insight, I got no feelings I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here
