Call Me Dirty

Call Me Dirty - Ard Adz Lyrics

[Verse 1: Ard Adz]

These little kids think I'm the man

And they don't understand that everything I do is haram

I phoned up my mum, about to open up a shop Maroc

She said son you need to open up Qu'ran

Because Allah's got a different plan

You think you're poor? You need to visit Sudan

You haven't visited the Hajj

But you're going jail every week to visit the gang

How you're living is mad

I'm sorry son I did what I can

Your dad left, you were sitting in prams

I had to work a hundred hours just to get me a grand

I got divorced, I never got me a man

I worked hard to make sure my baby boy he got all that he can

We got poor, but I stook to the plan

I praised God and put my life in his hands

I hope you do understand, I value you as a man"

You know I hear you with my heart mummy (What now son?)

But the world's dark mummy

So I get this dark money

Starve for Allah, akhi

I can't let my fam starve just to keep Allah happy

All of my dargs trappy, get it in the dark trackie

Food up in the large cabby, I hope they free my dog Ratty

Is there angels in this world fam?

There's a human here asking for some help fam

Is there angels, is there angels in this world fam?

There's a human here asking for some help fam



[Refrain: Ard Adz]

Bitches call me baby, all my brothers call me dirty

Need a mill before I'm thirty, all my brothers know I'm certi Bitches call me baby, all my brothers call me dirty

Need a mill before I'm thirty, all my brothers know I'm certi

Bitches call me baby, all my brothers call me dirty

Need a mill before I'm thirty, all my brothers know I'm certi

Bitches call me baby, all my brothers call me dirty

Need a mill before I'm thirty, all my brothers know I'm certi



[Verse 2: Ard Adz]

My eyes red, where's my black glasses?

I take mad chances

Tell the label "Fuck your advances"

You can take your hundred bags, fuck your hundred bags

You can shove it up your fat asses

I get this money on a black R6

I got this Russian Makarov from the black market

Squeeze the mac, clean the mac, park it

I'm doing evil but I'm clean hearted

I'm like free our kid

Was with your bro the other day, he got my car fixed

I'm still out here on the roads on my die 'ard shit

You doing life, turn to Deen it'll make the time pass quick

You doing life, turn to Deen it'll make the time pass quick

(Ya Allah)



[Verse 3: Ard Adz]

Asleep in my room, it was quarter to five blud

I woke up to a bright light making my eyes numb

I jumped out of bed, who the fucks in my room?

A deep voice replied: "I'm your father, you're my son"

I've only got one dad

I'm the one in your life son

You need to change your ways before all of your times' done

I gave you many choices, you never made right ones

Yeah you prayed daily, but only when night comes

I blessed you with health

I blessed you with fam

So I stepped on the train, and I was dressed like a tramp

I asked you for change, to go get me some food

You was rude and said no, but just went to the bank

You've done a lot of bad that I know you ain't regretting

You've done a lot bad, that I'll forgive, but not forgetting

My child I can pass you into heaven

Now tell me what you've done to deserve to be let in



[Verse 4: Ard Adz]

Oh Lord, I've been praying for weeks

Every day on my knees, you know my faith isn't weak

But wait

I got a little question for you

I know I've done a lot of sin, but you've put AIDS in the streets

And you created disease, and you put guns in the world

You let these dirty old men rape these innocent girls

You got my tugs in the jail, fuck this

Some are innocent males

You got the poor starving

No justice in the states, they're killing more dark skin

Oh my lord, I'm on the floor asking

You got the world up the war, how longs the war lasting?

How longs the war lasting?