North London Trash

I`ve got a flaming road of karma and a mobile phone
I was raised by the radio in a broken home,
I`ve got a broken smile and an arrogant line
I`m really no-one special but I`m in my prime.

I`ve got a hot body girlfriend
I`ve got a wallet full of cash,
You can bury my body
I`m just North London Trash

I`ve got a flaming road of karma and I`ll do it alone
I grew up with the TV in a broken home,
I`ve got match of the day, black converse
I´m really no-one special, but I´ve seen you do much worse.

I´ve got a hot body girlfriend
She helps me spend my cash,
Then we roll on my floorboards
Like nouveau North London Trash

If you dont`t unblock this rifle it`ll blow
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I could marry her for the money but she`s known to be a drag
On my Collateral and my arrogant streak,
I`m really no-one special but I`m here in my prime and my peak

My hot body girlfriend
She makes the cameras flash
You can pin up our bodies
But you can`t kill
North London Trash

And you ain`t bad looking son, she just ain`t looking for you
you ain`t bad looking son, she just ain`t looking for you
You`ve shown a lot of fight, yeah, but this ain`t your night, or even your year
You ain`t bad looking now,
Watch where you`re looking now
Is anybody looking now?