intricate design concepts getcha busting veins out of necks
when i step to ya an through ya
because i get off with nothing else attached
i blaze the abyss without a record scratch
you see its complicated but not overrated or faded
british lyricism laced with sausagism
riding buckshot verses occasionally interspersed with
a fucked up conceit
buy british meat evade defeat until next week
becoming heroes in this monkey state
i chop and articulate, uptight but never fake
flows governed neatly with devestating consequence
freak powers sliding words like towers
building structures delayed and decayed
to give you a taste ive been doing this for 10 years
a decade of hastily slapped together tunes
making lyrical love paste
chasing fakes and eating steaks
drinking heavily for some
and fucking up on the drums
but its steadies me
i got a theme im chucking up readily
dont step to me like h
i blast your fat nose off your fucking face
as my track devestates it is evident
several pints of pedigree
i bet you went and thought you were inhead of me
keep chasing my style essentially dunlop
i flash past as you turn green
the jealousy demeans you and you whole
scene is one deluded dream
this gloss is like a drill penetrating me
when i think of the jewellry, the cars
and the bags of shit weed you cunts smoke regularly
id rather be eating pot noodles on the bog than hang about with you you see
cos that means something to me
you just care about the notes not the mystery
a darker seed is what you need
when you describe where your minds been after pills and ketamine
or you fall off a tree and rupture your spleen
see? creativity is the key i use
to erase memories of entites
wasting space by selling short and just snorting
you should be sorting it out not squeezing the form like a tout
i want to grab you smack you in the fucking mouth
but then you might be bigger than me
so i slap a few words down (and maybe do some tai chi)
eventually my destiny accelerating my skills
'john cant do' transformed into progress and paying bills
