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- "Scheme Life"
- Here's a wee rhyme straight oot the scheme,
- Bout a wee burd, who wis runnin way the young team...
- Terror fae a young age, no geein a fuk,
- She wis always oan the hunt, ti earn a few buck...!
- A few good mates ti her name,
- Done a few hings tht shooda made her ashamed!!
- But u coodni paint a rid neck oan this girl,
- She'd av flashed yi her arse n gave yi a twirl..
- Here's a wee insight intae tht life a her's,
- Bare way me but ma memories a blur,
- Thts rite tht girl is me,
- Al pen ma past fir yi all ti see!
- Av been a wee cunt fae an early teen,
- Stoatin boot mad way it wis aw Bellshill seen..
- Oot way the troops, mayhem we caused,
- Never fir a second wis our terror paused!
- 3 brothers who wir loyal throo n throo,
- Maste ae Bellshill didni say Boo...
- Chased throo the scheme, oor the backs we went,
- Dirty grassin fuks, its the polis they sent!!
- Sleepin in closes way bars ae hash,
- Chibbed upti the max, way plenty ae cash
- Healthy turns, Tubs ae vals,
- Divided up between a few good pals
- Turns n robberies became our daily routine,
- Smash n grab hopin not ti b seen
- Learned a few more tricks a the trade,
- The do's, the don'ts, n wits not ti be said
- "No comment" by the age of 14,
- A thought a wis a wee gangster aw hard n mean
- A turned inti a proper wee authority hater,
- N am still loyal 20yr later
- Maste ae ma memories u coodni write,
- Involvin a squad ae bhoys who wir heavi tight!
- CMS has grew throughout the years,
- Terrorisin Bellshill, inflictin fear,
- Growin up being street wise,
- Is a trait al have til a die
- Sittin in closes, plannin turns,
- Snatch n grab, time ti run
- Kickin back, countin our cash,
- Split it up, straight tae the stash
- Meet bk up ti smoke our loot,
- Dodge the polis who wir oot oan foot
- Runnin bout way bars ae dope,
- Waitin fir a jump in ti the shop
- Hostage situations way armed response,
- Findin oot 1 ae the troops wis a nonce
- Runnin a mock mad way the blues,
- Bellshill vs Forgie, we never lose
- Geein the screws the run about aw nite,
- While trippin oot our heeds high as a kite
- Shoplifting by the age a 13
- Kimberly the good girl is na where ti b seen
- Pullin aww niters, tellin ma Mam lies
- Gone toe ti toe, way any cunt, any size
- Aw ma pals called me Kimbo Slice
- Any cunt git wide, a didni hink twice
- Smashed a few burds bk in the day
- The boys didni even have ti say
- Only 1 lassie ever made me doubt
- Miss Louise Kelly she'd av kicked me about
- We hid crazy money it a young age
- A shit turn ti us, wis ur monthly wage
- The boys in blue wir alwiz oan the hunt
- Hated the troops coz we took the cunt!
- We caused a riot wherever we went
- It wis guaranteed tht the polis wir gittin sent
- We wir ranked up tap aff the Scottish Sun
- Am defos no proud ae sum the shit tht av done
- Steal the hat rite aff yir heed
- Hawn fae of blues, a puff of weed
- Bold as brass, game as fuk
- Maste cunts scatter, hide and duck
- These bhoys hiv never been jus aw talk
- They've many a times proven they can swagger the walk!
- No many even tried to dare
- Coz they knew these bhoys jus didni care
- Balaclava, slasher hat, Armed up way a metal bat
- Baseball bat, snooker cue, come n show is wit u kin do
- Wee Kimberlys here ti make sum noise
- Way a massive shout out ti the Cairnlea Boys
- No one could touch us back in the day
- When the Cairnlea Mad Squad came out ti play!
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