Streets of London, grime-covered spleen
Money in me pocket but it ain't clean, mean
Sneakers worn thin, tryna stay keen
Cup o' tea, biscuits, and a tabloid scene, fiend
British swagger, no posh chatter, hit y' hard
Livin' in a flat with a broken yard, marred
Hoodie up, slouched back like a Cockney bard
Livin' dodgy deals, life's a bit of a shard
Oi, I'm a scruffy bugger
Life's a butcher, trim the fat, then we smother
Dodgin' through the alleyways, smoggy cover
Laughin' at me troubles, ain't another like me bruvva
Fish and chips wrapped in the evening news
Barely make a fiver, sniff out the clues, chews
Dodgin' the coppers, blues' clues playin' muse
Wear grime like a badge, ain't got nuthin' to lose
Teeth yellow, torch illuminate the narrow
Livin' fast, broken strings on me sorrow
Dodgin' spies, tomorrow shadows que sera
Flat cap low, whiskey glow, heart still hollow
Oi, I'm a scruffy bugger
Life's a butcher, trim the fat, then we smother
Dodgin' through the alleyways, smoggy cover
Laughin' at me troubles, ain't another like me bruvva
Teeth yellow, torch illuminate the narrow
Livin' fast, broken strings on me sorrow
Dodgin' spies, tomorrow shadows que sera
Flat cap low, whiskey glow, heart still hollow
Oi, oi, I'm a scruffy bugger
Life's a butcher, trim the fat, then we smother
Dodgin' through the alleyways, smoggy cover
Laughin' at me troubles, ain't another like me bruvva