LYRICS:

why do you deny what you feel inside?
if you really don't care then its easy
if you pretend you don't care then it's easy

well it's that type of party
who's sticking their dick in the mashed potatoes now motherfuckers?
you can sympathise most acts nowadays are fucking synthesised
right before your eyes like the end of your nose
if you've never been further than the end of the road
never straying from your new best mate that computer
cracked fruity loops now you's a producer? loser
drown your sorrows in the boozer
we be off the ground like a fucking land cruiser
somewhere along the line we lost the plan
once upon a time a drummer played by hand
and now its way back
to the great tracks they made back on the 8 track
if its made wack i hate that
I'm staying fat like giant haystacks
when I'm on a microphone
i'll NEVER leave you alone
like a predator drone

denial is a disease and no one here is immune
the promises you wont keep will knock you out
but if you really don't care then its easy
when you lie its easy
and you're doing it all of the time
you just deny
you know an act is just a lie
but really hard is how you try
to keep the blinkers on your eye
they bang you up for being high
you make me shake my head and sigh
an outward laugh, inside i cry
cos after all i'm just a guy
the carpetface is asking why?
we don't remember who we are who we were
once all humble lovers in the green
well hip to the hop
act upon what you know
educations still a lacking element of the scene
and yo whats my role in this ?
to give arseholes a diss
for banging shit about to wipe out the populace
and i don't give a fuck about your trolling attack
tack a bigot step back and check my wake up track x

most mc's spit way too brag and boasty,
the hostie with the mostie known to strip to midriff when i'm toastie
Carpetface on the mic coast to coasty
- trying to pull your mind wide open like the gape in the g.o.a.t.s.e
early morning vocal with the frog in the throat
see the truth coming out of this ill so and so please
bringing biggest baddest bigots to both knees
i blow cheese out of apple-pipes as you blow me.
can you believe i just said that?
if could read you might have read that.
tip your fucking head back
because i aint done thrusting yet
the rhymes I'm busting get
force-fed down your throat
and now you're gushing wet
understand i'm serious, Jack
- my eyes are dotted and my teas are fucking crossed
Cack a rhyme out,
clean your mind with the mental floss
the cost of cognitive dissonance?
-millions of lives are lost
and they call that the cognitive diss
i hope i gained your trust loving your brother is a must
carpetface is out in disgust
lets have some peace