Typical Friday Night!

[bez]

Had a few old pints, a few shorts to boot,
A VK, a stella, a WKD blue,
Been drinking since 7ish so I'm no devilishy messy,
Playing pool, scewing cues, heading out for a chippy,
When some lads, underage, start shouting abuse,
Thats why kids arn't allowed in pubs!,
I'll blur this out so all you listening don't get told off by your mums,
It went, You ****in c*** you, you're a ****in ****head,
And I ain't going to let that pass,
I walked upto him with my arms spread out, I'm guessing my brain I left in my glass,
Got a right good old smacking, him and his boys was whacking,
Making my face look like a right pharse,
But, I did well you see, stayed on my feet and jabbed,
Landed a good fair few I think too,
But there was just too many, I didn't know what to do, just gotta hope and fight,
Like 8 on 1, my nose was totally gone, mate, just a typical Friday night,

(Chorusx2) Typical friday night, tomorrow everythings alright,
Sore arm, sore legs, sore nose from the fight,
And my kidneys are hurting, but thats from the drinking, boozing has its repercussions,
But as long as you get home, and get into bed, then your Friday night has been buzzin,

The next week I'm caucious dont want more trouble,
Still hurting from last weeks rumble,
So I jib off the shots, just ave a few bevvies and the evening passes off steady,
But when I'm walking home and I'm all alone these little fucking hoodies approach,
Asking for a smoke and then for a roach so they can ave a good toke,
But I don't smoke, nor do weed so I send em off on there way,
Well, to put it that way I'm lying, and I'm not a liar so really this is what I say,
"Listen ere kids get back on your park before I start swinging away",
Didnt like my language and I ended up in a bandage,
Another fucking typical friday,
Great hey,

(Chorusx2) Typical friday night, tomorrow everythings alright,
Sore arm, sore legs, sore nose from the fight,
And my kidneys are hurting, but thats from the drinking, boozing has its repercussions,
But as long as you get home, and get into bed, then your Friday night has been buzzin,

Not again,
The next week I'm thinking I ain't going out cos I can't be bothered with grief,
Sick of coming home beaten and pissed it ain't macho so a rest would be a welcome relief,
So I'm sitting off a ten o'clock ignoring my mobile cos mates are ringing like mad,
Wide awake and thirsty but happy and thinking 'Jonathan Ross's show is fab',
But this ringing is incessant and doing my head in so I answer a call from Jack,
"Get down here quick" I'm like what the fucks that and then I hear a loud slap,
So I grab my hoodie and stick of my runnies and sprint like I'm racing on track,
I get to the location, my boys are in confrontation, so I guess my Fridays nights back!,
Commmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmme on!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chorusx2) Typical friday night, tomorrow everythings alright,
Sore arm, sore legs, sore nose from the fight,
And my kidneys are hurting, but thats from the drinking, boozing has its repercussions,
But as long as you get home, and get into bed, then your Friday night has been buzzin,

[Miss NWA Whoorider]

very nice bez

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

Your verse was alright, I mean, I read it and I don't read everything that's posted here.

But why do you even go out, why not sit in your room by yourself and seek knowledge in books.  Or visit a wise person, and sit and talk about how to become more righteous and help others... that would be a much better use of your time.

[*Z* - The Queen of Dubcc]

yo very nice drop