Homeslice:
yep its incredible and previously was unsaidable//
it leaves most men hystericle and all women unbedable//
unshedable like the the scars burdens gained from unreached pedistals//
makin open mided hippys and tree huggers scepticle//
im givein you hints a winks to de-cipher the clues//
but youl have to hear hard to listen through all the boos//
of a crowd less entertained by a man whos prides been stained shamed and blamed//
dosed with petrol spat on and then and inflamed//
head weighed down by thoughts of loath and self pitty//
then annoyance hits you from a joke of a friend who thinks he's witty//
like a vietnamise private my feelings remain gurilla//
deep inside my head i scream and the flaveour aint vanilla//
my feelings kept in by blacked out windows//
my reactions un-readable what im thinkin to noone knows//
wearin a beanie on my head tryin to hold in pressure//
o.d on wriggleys airwaves orbit now my styles FRESHER//
Airhead- Damn right protect the innocent//
all i ever see or get wind of nowadays is injustice//
its just this which makes me sick//
to my stomach, swollow pride and admit defeat//
i often wonder what things would be like without her//
thats why im always ponderin and thinkin thoughts about her//
my lifes around her, seriously crowd her,sometimes im prouder than a druggy with a phat heap of powder//
im like a little boy in on christmas day//
all i want is a little bit of lovin every now and again//
but its ok when she says she aint feelin the mood//
i kiss her on her lips and then we're totally smooth//
its all fun and jokes when we're in front of ova people//
but behind closed doors, its like im with my equal//
i know its hard sometimes for people to understand me//
thats why im so lucky to have a woman and a family//
Kursed Rimes -
I hope you're listenin to this citizen/
admittin that he's too vigilant to believe in innocence/
the systems there to justify ignorance/
when its imminent we're lettin in illegal immigrants/
the country's been made to look a fool to the public/
these muppets, the puppet master and the puppet/
so fuck it, what are we supposed to do/
stand by and watch our country go down the loo/ no i can't do that, but i'm too young to vote/
i feel to demonstrate and put my point across but i dont/
it's not like the oppertunity's aint there/
its just i can't be aresed to get off my derry air/
so i write it down as i stare at my computer screen/
to justify and customize our views of unity/
if i had a great followin i'd be prime minister/
if only hip hop wasn't seen as quite sinister/
