Lawless Video (MV)

Whether it's the gear or fear or beer that drives you
The overseer from near the Wear with high views
Will tack up the rear and steer you clear with my shoes
I'm the engineer of cheer frontier with my haikus
Paid me dues, now it's time to tack it back
I dinnit like the taxman, I dinnit like his craic
I dinnit like the postman tack yer letters back
Sick of yer phonecalls, I cannit pay you back
On a bankrupt mish
Arnly way it stops is if ya bankrupt is
Just waiting for someone to bankroll is
So I can sit about and mack more dank rolled cigs
I'm on me last notice
Dinnit open letters so I cannit notice
Just how much shit I'm in man, it's hopeless
Bankrupt in me early thirties, and if you want a quid, no tick.
This is rawness, kids
Dipping the law with the lawlessness
This is rawness, kids
Dinnit bore me with yer laws, less of it
This is rawness, kids
Dipping the law with the lawlessness
Tryna score that raw dank piff
Gripping a four pack of BrewDog fizz
Show me where your boom box is
Controversial like rouge clothed crips
Lording it up, like Hugh, know this
Hot boxing the shop with moonrock spliffs
Full Sesh Towers is where you don't trip
Work yourself, you'll get a bruised fat lip
And mebs even an eyebrow with a split
I'll kick you up your arse till it bleeds when it shits
I'm a time served grafter
Part time grafter and part time "grafter"
Here to spit laughter
But still after how much shrubbery you're after
Oil on me hands, stained like blood in Macbeth
Turmoil on the sands stained in blood and bad press
Businesses worth thousands of grands
But people in the streets starving, it's a f*cking fat mess
Yer boring is kids, the rawness this is
Superforming the raw shit, this war shit is raw-ish
Rash, warts hits as it sits
Rawest shit yet, is this?
This is rawness, kids
Dipping the law with the lawlessness
This is rawness, kids
Dinnit bore me with yer laws, less of it
This is rawness, kids
Dipping the law with the lawlessness
Tryna score that raw dank piff
Gripping a four pack of BrewDog fizz
Ere, I've got a mega hot topic
How many people are the victims of gossip?
Foundationless chinwagging consistently
After one too many juices out the optics
Nah, I'm not pissed
I need to stay alert in case I have to dodge fists
Uppers in me system level out the booze
So I dinnit slur me words when I proceed to rock gigs
And, like Giggs, the clock is gannin, "Tick Tock"
Wrong side of thirty to be practicing hip hop
Wrong side of thirty to be angry and pissed off
Wrong side of thirty to be carrying this off
But I've just been lying dormant
Waiting for the right time, the perfect moment
Patiently just write me rhymes whilst dodging informants
Try to keep peeps smiling with me outlandish performances
This is rawness, kids
Dipping the law with the lawlessness
This is rawness, kids
Dinnit bore me with yer laws, less of it
This is rawness, kids
Dipping the law with the lawlessness
Tryna score that raw dank piff
Gripping a four pack of BrewDog fizz