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1. |
01) Cabin Fever
04:38
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LYRICS:
cabin fever. are YOU losing it?
Bringing that funk to the mic like bong spillage
Chong on the wrong spinach
“Notes of shitty British with a long finish”
tight like ill fitting thong business
songs illest non-slipping bopping king kong fitness
its a given you can hit this if you like
word to the haters
these days blaze nothing but peace in the pipe
breathing right while i be freezing out the cheese and the hype
squeeze the P’s right out the meaning of life
and i just might find my next ex wife tonight
i'm alive and shit.
Bringing the vibe and rock a mic or lose my mind and shit.
Just a guy trying to find a way to thrive and shit.
In a business full of spiked drinks and lies and shit.
Waking baking while they're making fake smiles and shit,
seen the parasite worldwide from miles and shit.
That's why I quit. knowhow to survive and shit.
Treating the mic like a bicycle bare riding shit,
fighting fit, liking life when i'm writing hits,
it don’t matter if you swipe left or right, you're pricks,
i decide this on the edge of precipices
with kids ready to stab you in your eyes and shit
with knives and shit
Door number 1 was hiding love behind
but then the 1% closed them all
I see you wising up but never rising up
Most people need to grow some balls
but see me, Ive been made to vacate a great many places
for skating naked
spraying my faeces in the pasty faces of blatant racists
“come and taste THIS”
my level base plane stasis
i’m afraid after all this getting laid i’m fucking chaste and tasteless
but I aint Chase or Status though this ain’t Chasing Pavements
you’re more likely to be finding me riding mics and chasing payments
so the seed at home can germinate and wipe me when i’m 80
over-friendly neighbour you can bite me try and play me,
i signed too many deals
felt too many feels
dead friends
fucking hospital
too many pills
when i say it’s iller than ill I knows what i means
check the carpet on the microphone spilling them beans
Keeping it tight from left to right
Rap attack from front to back
Snacking on wacker mcs
Smacking a hack in the teeth
Cats sick of lapping the cream
Slapping a track in between
Glad to be back in the scene
Slamming the Jack as a teen
Staggering battered and lean
Racking them back as a tween
Haggerston crack as a fiend
Packing that apple with trees
Ramming them fat as the queen
Having a jam on the green
Feeling the cleanest I've been
seen?
hand picked semantics antics to spank dicks
the dank and dampest this man's sick, get frantic
wank-candle plank tricks i slam pricks “man you’re plastic”
i’m sharp enough for shanking shit bankers at fancy banquets
you’re trampled plankton cranked up on bad trips man its rancid
give thanks kid this man’s kinda stiff when you’re flacid
rich living boracic I make rackets loving that shit
and i won’t get offended
please call me a spastic
ball of iron will come to smash it with the rap shit
9 out of 10 cats think its classic on a crass tip
method to the madness plenty backup in the practice
any time any place any mumblerapping wack shit
i’m like yo gimme the mic gimme that mic motherfuckers,
i’ll take it when its lying around come people get down
they call me the CARPETFACE rocking the mic
up here in front of you all
yesyesyes you best believe I've got balls
there i said it
check it wreck it test yeah it you understand
i'm rocking the party people right out of their pants
with the microphone in my hand
i'm burning up like a farmers daughter
making your aortas shorter
water the beautiful musical bunch of flowers that i bought ya.
I vibe with the people
get high with the people
aint mine it’s the people’s
I try for the people
buying the people
they’re lying to people
defiling the people
the violate people
smiling at people
beguiling the people
and now I’ve got to leave a child with you people
I’m crying my people
I wondering why that you people aint flying at people
misguided
you people aint finding it serious
serious
what the fuck’s up?
loading them up loading them up
load you up on cattle trucks
end of level guardian = you’re next level fucked
with stock control when you’re the stock
and now production’s is up
we’re coming apart at the seams
did i spill the beans?
you know what i means
these OG crackers are backers of trackers and beams
frackers and schemes
bots in the creams
hackers of dreams
they’re tapping your screens
I’ll slow it right down if you’re lean:
2020’s fucking scarier than 2019
so get this well and truly understood
CARPETFACE throwing shapes in any neighbourhood
just trying to do some good
ain’t no stopping heavy dropping keep it on keep it up
fuck a half full chalice happy with the smaller cup
come on
cabin fever
are YOU losing it?
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2. |
02) Bat Soup
04:05
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LYRICS:
if you don’t know get to know….
it’s bat soup all round
save me a wing
the best bit’s the ears i hear
big up the mandrill for the niftys on my daughters in here
9 types of dope from any angle
know my rights i’m a handful
damn heavy bangs like an anvil
since my brain got scrambled I bust
magic bars for the booth in the lab made of landfill
ringed fingers on the plug for the planned pull
politricks brought life to a standstill
now you’re itching like pants on an anthill
brass eye for real I deal drugs though a mandrill
fascist spam shill take some man pills
mash you this man will i’m a man still
grand will it’s ample
for example academy trusts and right wingers getting trampled
hold the match to the candle
see me fired up like red to a ragged bull
dipped in the styx by the ankle
a phantom with random holes in both sandles
they’re letting you dangle it’s a shambles
a lack of ammo getting blammo
see me tripping on that light fandango
doing the tango with django
just goes to show
3 fingers made a difference in the way that I can flow
slack upon the job
no foresight or hindsight
i’m on the mic fucking high as a kite tonight
the riddim gibbon giving gibbon riddim
cutting both your ears to ribbons with a stack of musical machetes
i descend from the other race of human
getting the CARPETFACE bass booming leaving stereos in ruins thats what I’m doing
see me doing that and screwing with your head like a bad dream making you scream and shit the bed
but now don’t say you’re grand and can’t stand it
do a handstand you bandit i’m going to sand it that’s how i planned it
and it hurts ranting raving like colonel kurtz in apocalypse now
if the dunce-cap fits well i’ll wear it
if you don’t share it I’m going to tear it
toast like welsh rarebit
setting up direct debits
from my foot account to your backside account
leaving deposits before i withdraw
losing interest
if you don’t know get to know….
it’s bat soup all round
save me a wing
the best bit’s the ears i hear
big up the mandrill for the niftys on my daughters in here
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LYRICS:
cabin styles tonight
stark bollock dangles out on the mic and it’s hype
i don’t mind what you like
i don’t mind
you take a little something like the piss, dickheads
cabin styles tonight
stark bollock dangles out on the mic and it’s hype
i don’t mind what you like
i don’t mind
you take a little something like the piss
listen to the formula, the formula check the formula secret formula
my bioweapon cooking up in the lab
been the farthest father and a bastard
but I’m spars with the harvest
i've got slartibartfast's body-parts in a basket
hardest hearts are sharting deep inside their nasty gold carts
but i’m far from getting started
much more upon the inside like the tardis is,
when i fast i’m alarmist yes
arms out ready for stigmata but fuck all comes
insult your mums
hoof you both your plums just for serving up the wrong rum
my funky knapsack got nothing but slapped knackers for wack rappers
backing up fat data
eavesdropping on hacked chatter
mad hatter on the bad shatter
licking up on that natterjack knacker
so now i’m all anti matter
abracadabra cadaver
paul dangles to your debbie mcgee
now thats magic
i've got bad rabid habits
i get mad with it
fucked like jack rabbits
smack tablets
i didn't graduate
but i’m serving up that brainfood that you might be glad you ate
i’m not bad i’m great
see me cantankerous
point me in the direction of where them bankers is
i’m the shank that snaps off underneath them wankers ribs
i’m that stank that’s rank rising from dank highs under blank skies
my third eye burning deep into yours
whores with thorns in the paws took plenty bites out my sides like jaws
now i’m flawed
spare you all, take long walks by seashores,
thinking “you could either end your life now or stay bored”
all salty hair and peace
finally some fucking sleep
anyone who felt special was cheap
that’s a bad case of wolf and the sheep
but shame ain’t what i feel
more like i’m ill from ODing on these fucking red pills
I’m in constant face offs with eugenicist race toffs
making off with space rocks building hate bots and fake coughs
fuck you mini fuhrers
aint one patch on that uncle
sucked a gun off covered in spunk in a bunker now fuck ya
covert descendants - get’em wet or trampled under
these boots are new ones
guess who’s feet they be fitting snugger
than shell casings round your redesigned playthings
with which i dish out pastings
you will see my point like kings eyes in hastings.
do the maths man.
you ain’t shit
we be coming 9 types of hi def hi def up to your 8 bit
and all you racists gonna hate to say it
but check the message in the tracks on top of kids playlists
bash your door like bailiffs
are you in there?
now wait a minute man
it seems the dice were loaded on that table to begin with
look at the negative you sin with
and all the people that you been with
need-screaming to be seen with
that rolls and the gold rolex
man i’m on the deck
but don’t get stressed or vexed
because you know we eat texmex off the decks
making you stretch your necks
flex your pecs man spoil your hex
like wet sex
calling like full moon to howling
hold my shit together like dowling
drunkenmonkey mic style but nothing like them shaolin
fouling up them airwaves,
slap satan’s hounds for growling
now freeze
racists in stacis
frozen like solo in carbonite hell
no more doing that voodoo that you’ve been doing so well
now tell me, who’s worse?
those who buy? or those who sell?
cabin styles tonight
stark bollock dangles out on the mic and it’s hype
i don’t mind what you like
i don’t mind what you like
i don’t mind man
you take a little something like the piss, dickheads
cabin styles tonight
stark bollock dangles out on the mic and it’s hype
i don’t mind what you like
i don’t mind
you take a little something like the piss
listen to the formula, the formula
check the formula secret formula
my bioweapon cooking up in the lab
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LYRICS:
Lately been crazy
You crossed the line
you better believe
these racists need pasting
they lie and deceive
don't wait see
it's bait see
just take a knee while i grieve
dont' mace me won't phase me
because right now,
no-one can breathe
The DEF DEFINITION
My DEFINITION
Is By DEFINITION
The High DEFINITION
Get ready for my diction
Carpetface From the age that's golden
Representing the school that's olden
damn straight's how I told em
party people wake up
get the fuck out the doldrums
Hip Hop's what I sold them.
in the palm's where I hold them.
Coming straight from the place where the knocks are hard
dealing in toxic bars
hotter than dogs in cars
warming up trust your boy burnt a bunch of stars,
unbuttoned bras, fake spars,
A&Rs, Mardi Gras.
If you're out for number one then your ways are weak
We needs to come together
These days are peak
I used to hate my teacher
faking "obey the freak"
We got professors checking if its ok to speak
At the Symposium
doesydoed your mum
Politician
See you hooking up your cosy chum
Dissing the kids with figures missing from the bigger decisions.
the innocents are in prison.
The DEFinition is GIVING
so listen
We get down tonight don't clown around tonight
duty bound to find the truth in the story
Ain't no way to cheat death or beat death
just be def and keep your rhyme fat like a fucking Tory
So if you want to get down with me the c a r p to the e t will make you see
With precision the vision seen from my position
i beg you listen to the def definition
check check check 1 2 1 2 check
what was done to you and your dumb crew
grew while you done knew
ooh what its come to
screwed by the ones who
fund your fun while they bum rush and run you
i you don’t understand what i mean
i guess its too late for debating on original sin
just put your feet up relax man,
they’re already in
and the main part of your story’s just about to begin
meanwhile dreams of breaching the scene
reaching their queen
these leaches bleed green
now i’m keen to proceed
i bring love from the city with the 5 magic beans
Hip Hop
still slinging that dope to dope fiends
The DEF DEFINITION
My DEFINITION
Is By DEFINITION
The High DEFINITION
Get ready for my diction
Lately been crazy
You crossed the line
you better believe
these racists need pasting
they lie and deceive
don't wait see
it's bait see
just take a knee while i grieve
dont' mace me won't phase me
because right now,
no-one can breathe
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LYRICS:
give me one good reason why not to go off
give me one good reason why not to blow
angering management. what? wrong
one minute fuming at elite priest employers, ayatollahs, chai wallahs on five dollars - snide bollocks - bunch of lying tossers
then stop reflect simmer down and look round and there's your little boy smashing toys into the ground
time to fess up dads copied by sons when we mess up
- the stress - ups and downs - look around man - it's a set up
i see you lot are fed up nobody else will be putting the bread up
remember legacy keep your chin and keep your head up
its hard
I know it's hard out there
but not too hard to care
You got lard to spare
look they're starving there.
We got yard to share
its time you bargain fair
But when suggested man
it's met with some retarded stare
Or blatant fear cold manifesting in rage
it's funny when you pay good money money for the truth on the stage
Profound you thought you'd sleep sound at the end of the night
sweet dreams
the bed bugs bite
listen up
give me one good reason why not to go off
give me one good reason why not to blow
angering management. what? wrong
so now you feel it you’re reeling believe it
the grieving is realer than dealing with fevers
reasons for treason it’s heated competing for pieces
the ceiling’s hit leaning on FEMA for breathing
i mean it these reasons for treason aint
leaving or fleeting these
sheeple are bleating and feeding these regals aint
gleaming their greasy all creepy sleazy caught sleeping with teens
til theyre bleeding on needles no teasing
i’m serious hear me i’m screaming
where’s jesus? believers are feeling him leaving
no leaders you’re dreaming they’re cheating
get wheeling and dealing
bare weed in the steamers for keeping the feeling
each we be teaching the
reasons for treason aint leaving not even
leaches i’m bleaching on beaches and reaching for trees and peace as i’m stealing these peaches for eating
you’re cheesy stop breezing the scheming is peaking i’m freaking stop cheering and tweaking your penis you demons
i’ve seen’em all squeaking and squeezing between’em i’m fearless from reading keepbreathing deep healing
serious beefing extremist belief in secret creeks that retreat with seasons
you recall illegal bare sweeping and swooping like seagulls
corrupted like smeagle planned greed no libido
the prince and the pedos say burnem like guido
breeding more weirdos the seeds are all gmo
chicken-seed defeat for dipped beaks
sticking
people in the meat
reeking shit by kilo
bite the pillow smite the meek
hide and seek playing peep’o
no hero dineros adding more zeros to their p-rolls
don’t be blame me though cos me i’m just an mc yo
you don’t want to pay no attention to what the free know
we be on the cbd and the vino and all this speech of being free b e on the the d-low
seeing people through the keyhole
getting played like neo geo time ago
see ya wouldn’t wanna be ya living in fear painfully plain to see faithfully pray for me
i’m basically painstakingly taking a stake to thee from the pasting tree
aint wasting a beam
no more sheen screaming what i fucking mean
beat your meat flick your bean to the screen
hits green,
sip lean
pregabolin
OD’d on long-shard ketamine
a veritable feast
cabin fever unleash the beast yo
bringing beats like fucking police
bring the funk like yeast in your crease
north south west to the east
no surrender no re treat
c.a.r.p. to the e.t.
back from the deceased
burn dagger belly of the beast
dean semen demon-seed
dripping knee-deep in pee-holes
croaking ‘be still now treacle”
rosary beads and freeholds
keener weiner gimme heebejeebies shame to behold
giggedy-feeding these elites and fucking egos
the deeper that we go - “riding nemo” - now we know
see these faecal steeples needs more fucking gasolino
so we could seek it
there could be no need
no more sequel
material for me to spit so i can fucking be well
when shit be so unequal yet legal
believe this shit could be hell where we dwell
living in fear of ya
weirder bacteria
climbing walls tripping balls ’til all of leary’s theory’s inferior
hit the gear that’s gearier the beer thats beerier shed the tear that’s tearier
tears shed sat in red satin beds bashing meds with an abandoned pitbull terrier
dread bleak and blearier sickness
lyrical diphtheria
fine on the outside fucked up interior
still manage a sneer at ya
miniature sinister ministers misfit trickster,
roth-toff noshed-off fucking goth-top slosh-pot sister
no rest for wicked resistor
wig-splitting pigs
spitting through transistors til they’re coming out in blisters for real
not enough appeal?
too bitter a pill?
fuck how you feel
cunts are done
carpetface and djar one
friends in high places volume 1
we are the tunnel we’re the light we are the bomb
2020 what else can go wrong?
try me
raise the kids
no repeats.
no justice no peace
and i'm out
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6. |
06) Pen=Sword
04:45
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if you really want to hurt someone
pen = sword
giving in to rage the demon’s won
pain = yours
“oh but i really want to hurt this one”
mantra : pen=sword
I rock a mic for the good of my son
pen = sword
the pen is mightier than the sword
vibe under pressure
stop think it over
retain that composure
seen?
that’s how it goes
everyone knows you’re opposed
still they’re dope from exposure
see me lyrically bulldoze ya
you fucking wonder why I smirk?
getting into this hype work
come and test a man on a mic
make your night worse
have you reaching for the night nurse
with the rhyme to make your eye burst
restricting mc’s
like collar tie cuffs and a white shirt
ain’t nothing smarter than a tight verse with the right verse
sodomise you with a stare
take the mic first
prepare this guys’s hearse
ain’t no such fucking thing as a nice Merc
you twerking berk
I’m certain your hurting its curtains
the tip of the iceberg
come test an mc when I’m mad
you hungry?
serving you with the biggest dish you ever had
from a single dad
what the fuck do you stand for?
who you trying to be glam for?
you think you’re a man for trolling up on a social moping?
jealous of another man’s tour?
what?
no secret handshakes i don’t pull no strings
its pure graft
100% up in your flesh from the first venomous bar to the last
put an mc up on his arse
rocking a mic onstage when disrespected
rest of the time i’m known as the guy that’ll take my love and I try to spread it
meant it if i said it.
no right to question this intent
i ain’t the one the scene caught lying
whispering my shit was bent
you the fuck d’you even think you are?
you cunt
prove yourself
what you ever sacrificed or tried to do for public health?
calling Tarquin the fuck out
now answer if you dare
ill have you reaching up to tie them freaking laces
son beware my sites on lock
cue ball in the sock
when i was already the daddy
like surfers up on a rock
you’re going to be fucking dead if you ever come at me.
heavy drama
sins of the lack of the father
seeds sewn time ago
mad palaver
sons buried by parents
i’m a fucking parent
who else to blame but the parents?
teachers
preachers
coke burning bleachers
leeches
chow down on a young soul like peaches
and i mean this
you need this to see this
please read my thesis
don’t resist peace
taking the piss like a penis
they stop acting the clown when we come around
it’s like the sound’s in town to nice it up and calm it down
or host roads and boast loads
now your ghost knows
mothers screaming in your blood
over nothing but postcodes
what the fuck’s up with this shit
ain’t a game that’s my kid
serious
yours too
think of everything you did
coming to nothing
at the push of a button
flicking a knife open
life over
now your son is nothing
hand your gun in
better stop
think it over
retain that composure
that’s how it goes
yeah everyone knows you’re opposed
still they’re dope from exposure
see me lyrically bulldozeya
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LYRICS:
We nearly made it
We're nearly at the end.
FUCK 2020
It's FINE to feel like this
It's fucking NORMAL to feel like this
FUCK 2020
no justice no peace
by any means necessary
this is necessary
never never no no they will never go
so go slower if you don’t know
focus on the flow
get high like i and my tribe try and fly
the state of plays a blatant no no they will never go
so go slower if you don’t know,
comatose at home
get high like i and my tribe try and fly
i used to think the world was mine
5 lines
nine lager and limes
freshers two at a time
that was fine
2x19=38
but now i’m 42
stalked online
no fine wine
and if i really got to speak the truth
it’s since i had to go and reproduce
gotta tellya that’s a whole heap of different cute
think your song was written for you that’s a hoot
when there’s a million of them thinking it too - number one
hook line for you, piece of fun
i only ever really passing through
just a whole heap of love for my son
(that cunt’s a done formula)
bats in the real pea souper
abnormaller mind behind the vibing on the looper
catch me on the blooper reel
gagging on my stolen meal
small achilles with the swollen heel
this golden foal’s in heat
celibate
distracted when i’m trying to close my open deals
“where you go to still?”
“this time I’m gone for real”
this shit’s sick
rhyming STDS
BIG D’S with the V’S up at the kneesup
man i seem rough
it’s out like Friesian udders in a b-cup
I think i need to clean up
no sympathy police are getting beat up
baton rounds teargas flashbang the street up _
now even granny wants to bite your throat and hold your meat up
so fuck mardi gras fuck partying
expressive with the arty thing
never let the father party win
barking sin marking skin of every starting guardian
for stamping on the limbs of kids
we never grant pardon for them
shallow graves hallowed age
scalping braves, faust in waves
popping out in stages
more clout in rage than with a hug and sage
clear quartz aint helping lots
life in a whelping box
no turning pages:
all the books are burning
yearning learning, turning vermin
check the hurting work of certain persons perverting the sermon
like herman goering
tuck your shirt in take your skirt in
stop gurning, get learning
i see you squirming at the wording
march the 15th, caesar
soon to be the geezer
chopped up in little pieces in the freezer
call the cleaner when I’ve been there
brought fever with the beaver lever
many said i was dead but still an overachiever
fool dreamer, early school leaver
freaky teaser pleasing beans when i’m eager
the scene got peaker
and weaker and weaker
time once again to feed the meter
wicked sin missing shins
knee deep at the sneakers
see the beacons
now don’t be jealous of me fellas this is celibacy
this cbd be deep in me
now flowing effortlessly
got to be a stop to these fucking atrocities
love is the counterforce to humble the fucking police
but if they won’t understand
womans and mans
about to to take the law into your own hands
you know the plan to take a stand
reduce a bunker back to rubble and sand
your head's in
can we can kick it?
yes we can
no justice no peace
by any means necessary
this is necessary
never never no no they will never go
so go slower if you don’t know
focus on the flow
get high like i and my tribe try and fly
the state of plays a blatant no no they will never go
so go slower if you don’t know,
comatose at home
get high like i and my tribe try and fly
It's FINE to feel like this
It's fucking NORMAL to feel like this
FUCK 2020
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LYRICS:
give me one good reason why not to go off
give me one good reason why not to blow
angering management. what? wrong
one minute fuming at elite priest employers, ayatollahs, chai wallahs on five dollars - snide bollocks - bunch of lying tossers
then stop reflect simmer down and look round and there's your little boy smashing toys into the ground
time to fess up dads copied by sons when we mess up
- the stress - ups and downs - look around man - it's a set up
i see you lot are fed up nobody else will be putting the bread up
remember legacy keep your chin and keep your head up
its hard
I know it's hard out there
but not too hard to care
You got lard to spare
look they're starving there.
We got yard to share
its time you bargain fair
But when suggested man
it's met with some retarded stare
Or blatant fear cold manifesting in rage
it's funny when you pay good money money for the truth on the stage
Profound you thought you'd sleep sound at the end of the night
sweet dreams
the bed bugs bite
listen up
give me one good reason why not to go off
give me one good reason why not to blow
angering management. what? wrong
so now you feel it you’re reeling believe it
the grieving is realer than dealing with fevers
reasons for treason it’s heated competing for pieces
the ceiling’s hit leaning on FEMA for breathing
i mean it these reasons for treason aint
leaving or fleeting these
sheeple are bleating and feeding these regals aint
gleaming their greasy all creepy sleazy caught sleeping with teens
til theyre bleeding on needles no teasing
i’m serious hear me i’m screaming
where’s jesus? believers are feeling him leaving
no leaders you’re dreaming they’re cheating
get wheeling and dealing
bare weed in the steamers for keeping the feeling
each we be teaching the
reasons for treason aint leaving not even
leaches i’m bleaching on beaches and reaching for trees and peace as i’m stealing these peaches for eating
you’re cheesy stop breezing the scheming is peaking i’m freaking stop cheering and tweaking your penis you demons
i’ve seen’em all squeaking and squeezing between’em i’m fearless from reading keepbreathing deep healing
serious beefing extremist belief in secret creeks that retreat with seasons
you recall illegal bare sweeping and swooping like seagulls
corrupted like smeagle planned greed no libido
the prince and the pedos say burnem like guido
breeding more weirdos the seeds are all gmo
chicken-seed defeat for dipped beaks
sticking
people in the meat
reeking shit by kilo
bite the pillow smite the meek
hide and seek playing peep’o
no hero dineros adding more zeros to their p-rolls
don’t be blame me though cos me i’m just an mc yo
you don’t want to pay no attention to what the free know
we be on the cbd and the vino and all this speech of being free b e on the the d-low
seeing people through the keyhole
getting played like neo geo time ago
see ya wouldn’t wanna be ya living in fear painfully plain to see faithfully pray for me
i’m basically painstakingly taking a stake to thee from the pasting tree
aint wasting a beam
no more sheen screaming what i fucking mean
beat your meat flick your bean to the screen
hits green,
sip lean
pregabolin
OD’d on long-shard ketamine
a veritable feast
cabin fever unleash the beast yo
bringing beats like fucking police
bring the funk like yeast in your crease
north south west to the east
no surrender no re treat
c.a.r.p. to the e.t.
back from the deceased
burn dagger belly of the beast
dean semen demon-seed
dripping knee-deep in pee-holes
croaking ‘be still now treacle”
rosary beads and freeholds
keener weiner gimme heebejeebies shame to behold
giggedy-feeding these elites and fucking egos
the deeper that we go - “riding nemo” - now we know
see these faecal steeples needs more fucking gasolino
so we could seek it
there could be no need
no more sequel
material for me to spit so i can fucking be well
when shit be so unequal yet legal
believe this shit could be hell where we dwell
living in fear of ya
weirder bacteria
climbing walls tripping balls ’til all of leary’s theory’s inferior
hit the gear that’s gearier the beer thats beerier shed the tear that’s tearier
tears shed sat in red satin beds bashing meds with an abandoned pitbull terrier
dread bleak and blearier sickness
lyrical diphtheria
fine on the outside fucked up interior
still manage a sneer at ya
miniature sinister ministers misfit trickster,
roth-toff noshed-off fucking goth-top slosh-pot sister
no rest for wicked resistor
wig-splitting pigs
spitting through transistors til they’re coming out in blisters for real
not enough appeal?
too bitter a pill?
fuck how you feel
cunts are done
carpetface and djar one
friends in high places volume 1
we are the tunnel we’re the light we are the bomb
2020 what else can go wrong?
try me
raise the kids
no repeats.
no justice no peace
and i'm out
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LYRICS:
cabin styles tonight
stark bollock dangles out on the mic and it’s hype
i don’t mind what you like
i don’t mind
you take a little something like the piss, dickheads
cabin styles tonight
stark bollock dangles out on the mic and it’s hype
i don’t mind what you like
i don’t mind
you take a little something like the piss
listen to the formula, the formula check the formula secret formula
my bioweapon cooking up in the lab
been the farthest father and a bastard
but I’m spars with the harvest
i've got slartibartfast's body-parts in a basket
hardest hearts are sharting deep inside their nasty gold carts
but i’m far from getting started
much more upon the inside like the tardis is,
when i fast i’m alarmist yes
arms out ready for stigmata but fuck all comes
insult your mums
hoof you both your plums just for serving up the wrong rum
my funky knapsack got nothing but slapped knackers for wack rappers
backing up fat data
eavesdropping on hacked chatter
mad hatter on the bad shatter
licking up on that natterjack knacker
so now i’m all anti matter
abracadabra cadaver
paul dangles to your debbie mcgee
now thats magic
i've got bad rabid habits
i get mad with it
fucked like jack rabbits
smack tablets
i didn't graduate
but i’m serving up that brainfood that you might be glad you ate
i’m not bad i’m great
see me cantankerous
point me in the direction of where them bankers is
i’m the shank that snaps off underneath them wankers ribs
i’m that stank that’s rank rising from dank highs under blank skies
my third eye burning deep into yours
whores with thorns in the paws took plenty bites out my sides like jaws
now i’m flawed
spare you all, take long walks by seashores,
thinking “you could either end your life now or stay bored”
all salty hair and peace
finally some fucking sleep
anyone who felt special was cheap
that’s a bad case of wolf and the sheep
but shame ain’t what i feel
more like i’m ill from ODing on these fucking red pills
I’m in constant face offs with eugenicist race toffs
making off with space rocks building hate bots and fake coughs
fuck you mini fuhrers
aint one patch on that uncle
sucked a gun off covered in spunk in a bunker now fuck ya
covert descendants - get’em wet or trampled under
these boots are new ones
guess who’s feet they be fitting snugger
than shell casings round your redesigned playthings
with which i dish out pastings
you will see my point like kings eyes in hastings.
do the maths man.
you ain’t shit
we be coming 9 types of hi def hi def up to your 8 bit
and all you racists gonna hate to say it
but check the message in the tracks on top of kids playlists
bash your door like bailiffs
are you in there?
now wait a minute man
it seems the dice were loaded on that table to begin with
look at the negative you sin with
and all the people that you been with
need-screaming to be seen with
that rolls and the gold rolex
man i’m on the deck
but don’t get stressed or vexed
because you know we eat texmex off the decks
making you stretch your necks
flex your pecs man spoil your hex
like wet sex
calling like full moon to howling
hold my shit together like dowling
drunkenmonkey mic style but nothing like them shaolin
fouling up them airwaves,
slap satan’s hounds for growling
now freeze
racists in stacis
frozen like solo in carbonite hell
no more doing that voodoo that you’ve been doing so well
now tell me, who’s worse?
those who buy? or those who sell?
cabin styles tonight
stark bollock dangles out on the mic and it’s hype
i don’t mind what you like
i don’t mind what you like
i don’t mind man
you take a little something like the piss, dickheads
cabin styles tonight
stark bollock dangles out on the mic and it’s hype
i don’t mind what you like
i don’t mind
you take a little something like the piss
listen to the formula, the formula
check the formula secret formula
my bioweapon cooking up in the lab
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