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Rhymes on the Apples and Pears

by Ash

AI-generated Rap song · 1:57 · 8 plays · 1 likes

Lyrics

Intro
In the caff with a tea and a two-two chat (haha)
All that patter, fam
You don’t even know what I just said

Verse 1
Step out the drum in my new fresh creps
Phone to my ear, that’s dog and bone, yes
Trousers on, that’s whistle and flute
Got the army and navy tucked under the goose
Walk in the pub for a pig’s ear, bruv
Coupla sherbets, might start actin’ up
Got the bread and honey, so the round’s on me
If it kicks off, do the ol’ bunbury

Apple and pears, we run them stairs
If it’s trouts in the spot, then we mind our affairs
If I say “have a butcher’s,” better take that look
If I call you my china, you’re locked in the book
Deep in the game, that’s the old bread bin
If I say “dustbin lid,” then I’m talkin’ the kin
All this lingo, locals know
Outsiders baffled, but we let that go

Chorus
Talk that slang, that cockney slang (ay)
If you know, then you’re part of the gang (bruv)
From the market stalls to the transit van
Every bar got a hidden plan
Talk that slang, that rhyming slang (skrrt)
Say one word but I mean ten grand
If you don’t get it, you won’t understand
Whole code in the way we chat, my man

Verse 2
Got a dustbin lid and a new little boat
That’s kid and coat, keep both on the ropes
If I call her my trouble and strife
Then you know that’s the love of my life
If I shout “barnet,” talkin’ my trim
If I say “mince pies,” then I’m clockin’ him
You might hear “loaf,” I’m talkin’ your head
And if I say “baked,” then I mean you’re dead

On the baked bean, that means I’m seen
On the frog and toad chasin’ that dream
If I say “Roy Keane,” that’s the queen
Big blue notes in the old jean seam
Have a dicky bird, better keep that quiet
Loose lips start a big boy riot
Whole ends speak in a code so slick
Same road, same talk, same old trick

Chorus
Talk that slang, that cockney slang (yeah)
If you know, then you’re part of the gang (come on)
From the market stalls to the transit van
Every bar got a hidden plan
Talk that slang, that rhyming slang (woo)
Say one word but I mean ten grand
If you don’t get it, you won’t understand
Whole code in the way we chat, my man

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