2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 128: I thought Dennie was black [...] Not like some jungle affie, but, you know, like he had a bit of nig in him, a dose of coon.at affie, n.2
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 152: Marcus says that when you’ve been taken down a peg or two [...] you come to understand that, after all, as a guy, you ain’t all that.at all that, adj.
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 166: You never surfed no roof an’ you know it. Cos you bottle it everytime.at bottle (it) (v.) under bottle (and glass), n.
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 216: Marcus with the bat under his shirt, me with the bala in my pocket.at bala, n.2
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 115: Not exactly a ragga dancehall queen’s batty riders ok, but short shorts, short killer shorts nevertheless, that she’s pulled like right to the crack.at batty rider (n.) under batty, n.2
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 138: Fergal [...] straih’ off’s bellin’ up Georgio who’s s’posed to be sortin ’out this same stupid bitch’s brother.at bell, v.
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 182: Are we robbin’ gaffs up Chorleywood? Or just visting your auntie? — Jus’ visitin’ as it goes. You fink Ah’m gonna take you wiv me on a bender.at bender, n.3
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 140: So he’s smart. So he’s fast. Big-timer innit.at big-timer (n.) under big time, n.1
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 140: Bloodclaat Fergal he don’t care, he just want the take an’ no closedown.at bloodclaat, adj.
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 161: The Flying Four go bombin’ down by the tracks but they go bunnin’ up by the canal.at bomb, v.1
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 13: The first time he got arrested, rousted one rainy dawn on Moss Side with a roomful of bootlegs.at bootleg, n.
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 129: I find out Jewboy is cutting my fuckin’ gear about the same time I find out Jewboy is a Jewboy.at Jew boy, n.
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 127: I see Dennie: everyone’s friend, buddy buddy with Fergal.at buddy-buddy, adj.
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 140: Fergal he’s orderin’ me to shift the guy outside [...] shift the body before the bulls show.at bull, n.5
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 15: Yuppie balconies on the opposite bank laden with Ikea bullshit.at bullshit, n.
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 61: He’ll give me some cheery old bumble [...] about how life is.at bumble, n.2
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 60: — Bunning, Ridgecroft? That’s a new one on me . . . — Gonna cane some skunk, sir. To celebrate, y’na mean.at burn, v.
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 157: I’m thinking about Ridge who keeps crossing railway lines to get to the place, to tag the special place, ready to bush the train, to bomb it.at bush, v.1
2000 N. Barlay Crumple Zone 29: I should’ve turned round there and then and cabbed it home.at cab, v.1