Goldie Lookin Chain - You Knows It lyrics
[Goldie Lookin Chain - You Knows It lyrics]
From the dawn of time they came
Travelling silently down through
The centuries, devoted
To the ancient code of leisurewear and
Smoking draw, upon completing their journey
They assembled in the spiritual epicentre
Of all things safe and
Thus began the task of
Converting all unsafe un-believers
'ere we go, feel my fukin' flow
Like john luc piccard from star-trek
The show
We're living life hard and smoking on the joe
Page three model giving my c a blow
I'm not square but you're
Wrecked if you tangle
With a chain like mine that
Goes fukin' jingle jangle
I know all the bouncers, I never have to wait
They even gives me all the
Fukin' draw they confiscate
Sit down and rest your bones
Put the glc loud on your fukin' headphones
Show us a bong and smoke two cones
And have a game of
Snooker down fukin' Capones
Some people believe Hip-Hop's from Harlem
Fcuk that we're coming live from St Balam
Keepin' it raw for the tricky third album
Keeping it slick for the nuns in Llantarnam
Chorus - you, you knows it and you're
Safe as fuk innit
My mind's filled with electricity
I wanted to do this shit
Since the age of three
But then I didn't know about the glc
So I bought a fukin' chain
And jumped from a tree
To the floor, then learnt to smoke draw
I met up with my mate, P Xain and some more
We got wrecked and went fukin' mad
And made a few songs that upset my dad
Some of them were sick and some were insane
And we lost a band member
Who's name was Hussain
He went away for a week and a day
And he hasn't come back so his rhymes
He can't say
Adam Hussain did too much cocaine
There were too many drugs
Running through his veins
Two thousand pounds overdrawn
On his statement now he's doing cold turkey
In the fukin' basement
I got drunk and was sick in the bogs
And on the long walk home through
I go's down town to the talisman
To sell ectasy from the back of a van
Delivering lyrics that'll cut you
Like a razor
Traveling at the speed of light
Just like a laser
Fuk with your head, didn't mean to phase ya
I like dressing up, spa - trainers
Tracksuit and a blazer
You, you knows it and you're
Safe as fuk innit
Suckin' and smokin' marijuana
Having a drink and dancing in Cubana
I go's down there with a girl called Alana
Apparently she works in Havana
I go's down town with no apprehension
I go's to the shop and I buys ten Benson
And the guy behind the counter
He asks us to mention
I'm in the glc and they're
Out of the question
He says, 'get out, you make me feel sick'
So I walks away and calls him a prick
I go's down the leisure-centre
And uses the gym
And afterwards I have a swim
I got thrown out for smokin' the draw
And lying on the ladies changing room floor
They said, 'get out, son
You've done this before
You even got caught naked on the M4'
They were sick, but they were right
He was sick in the mind but
He had a good night
The glc, they're fukin' intense
But they can make a hundred
Quid outta fifty pence
You feel the pressure
It feels fukin' intense
But the glc makes loads of fukin' sense
When you think about it
It makes loads of sense
But when you don't think about it
I don't make no sense
You, you knows it and you're
Safe as fuk innit
It's like a foreign language
Like german or dutch
You listen for a while but
You don't know much
So you sit down for a couple of hours
You see
It starts to make sense, it's the glc
It's all about having tracksuit's and chains
And getting wrecked and fukin'
Puking out your brains
Or blasting your ring with
Loads of weird shit
Cos you're fuked up on drugs
And you fukin' love it
If you wanna converse then you
Gotta learn the lingo
It's a game like darts or some bingo
Traveling in a car fast down the road
The glc, it's like a fukin' code
It gets you into places that
Make your mind explode
Like the women's bogs up the fukin' Toad
Don't stop it and save a few quid on barbers
It was fukin' murder from the start
The glc are like fine art
I gotta say, you knows it, clart
You, you knows it and you're safe as fuk
You, you knows it and you're safe as fuk
You, you knows it and you're safe as fuk
You, you knows it and you're
Safe as fuk innit goldie lookin' chain
Safe as fuk for the year
02, respect to the Maindee boys, glc
Back once again the Pill massive, Steady
Crew, Beechwood Posse
Risca, Alway, Barrack Hill
Baneswell, Handpost
Belle view, Massive respect to Lloyd
Ganja 99, safe as fcuk, you knows it!
Travelling silently down through
The centuries, devoted
To the ancient code of leisurewear and
Smoking draw, upon completing their journey
They assembled in the spiritual epicentre
Of all things safe and
Thus began the task of
Converting all unsafe un-believers
'ere we go, feel my fukin' flow
Like john luc piccard from star-trek
The show
We're living life hard and smoking on the joe
Page three model giving my c a blow
I'm not square but you're
Wrecked if you tangle
With a chain like mine that
Goes fukin' jingle jangle
I know all the bouncers, I never have to wait
They even gives me all the
Fukin' draw they confiscate
Sit down and rest your bones
Put the glc loud on your fukin' headphones
Show us a bong and smoke two cones
And have a game of
Snooker down fukin' Capones
Some people believe Hip-Hop's from Harlem
Fcuk that we're coming live from St Balam
Keepin' it raw for the tricky third album
Keeping it slick for the nuns in Llantarnam
Chorus - you, you knows it and you're
Safe as fuk innit
My mind's filled with electricity
I wanted to do this shit
Since the age of three
But then I didn't know about the glc
So I bought a fukin' chain
And jumped from a tree
To the floor, then learnt to smoke draw
I met up with my mate, P Xain and some more
We got wrecked and went fukin' mad
And made a few songs that upset my dad
Some of them were sick and some were insane
And we lost a band member
Who's name was Hussain
He went away for a week and a day
And he hasn't come back so his rhymes
He can't say
Adam Hussain did too much cocaine
There were too many drugs
Running through his veins
Two thousand pounds overdrawn
On his statement now he's doing cold turkey
In the fukin' basement
I got drunk and was sick in the bogs
And on the long walk home through
I go's down town to the talisman
To sell ectasy from the back of a van
Delivering lyrics that'll cut you
Like a razor
Traveling at the speed of light
Just like a laser
Fuk with your head, didn't mean to phase ya
I like dressing up, spa - trainers
Tracksuit and a blazer
You, you knows it and you're
Safe as fuk innit
Suckin' and smokin' marijuana
Having a drink and dancing in Cubana
I go's down there with a girl called Alana
Apparently she works in Havana
I go's down town with no apprehension
I go's to the shop and I buys ten Benson
And the guy behind the counter
He asks us to mention
I'm in the glc and they're
Out of the question
He says, 'get out, you make me feel sick'
So I walks away and calls him a prick
I go's down the leisure-centre
And uses the gym
And afterwards I have a swim
I got thrown out for smokin' the draw
And lying on the ladies changing room floor
They said, 'get out, son
You've done this before
You even got caught naked on the M4'
They were sick, but they were right
He was sick in the mind but
He had a good night
The glc, they're fukin' intense
But they can make a hundred
Quid outta fifty pence
You feel the pressure
It feels fukin' intense
But the glc makes loads of fukin' sense
When you think about it
It makes loads of sense
But when you don't think about it
I don't make no sense
You, you knows it and you're
Safe as fuk innit
It's like a foreign language
Like german or dutch
You listen for a while but
You don't know much
So you sit down for a couple of hours
You see
It starts to make sense, it's the glc
It's all about having tracksuit's and chains
And getting wrecked and fukin'
Puking out your brains
Or blasting your ring with
Loads of weird shit
Cos you're fuked up on drugs
And you fukin' love it
If you wanna converse then you
Gotta learn the lingo
It's a game like darts or some bingo
Traveling in a car fast down the road
The glc, it's like a fukin' code
It gets you into places that
Make your mind explode
Like the women's bogs up the fukin' Toad
Don't stop it and save a few quid on barbers
It was fukin' murder from the start
The glc are like fine art
I gotta say, you knows it, clart
You, you knows it and you're safe as fuk
You, you knows it and you're safe as fuk
You, you knows it and you're safe as fuk
You, you knows it and you're
Safe as fuk innit goldie lookin' chain
Safe as fuk for the year
02, respect to the Maindee boys, glc
Back once again the Pill massive, Steady
Crew, Beechwood Posse
Risca, Alway, Barrack Hill
Baneswell, Handpost
Belle view, Massive respect to Lloyd
Ganja 99, safe as fcuk, you knows it!