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[verse 1]
I'm trying to develop a name Stress on the brain Smelling of yesterdays rain Despite what they may claim Whats you main aim when you're playing a gain game (?) In it for the love and I love money I'm in a rush hurry I'm pretty (?) and slummy Like getting deep with a fuck buddy I'm the kid who asks whats up with Bugs Bunny? Need an extra quid (?) pick a friend to jib Oh my god, he didn't, yes he did When I flipped the second lid And he's fucked up well on the jump up Gotta be this bad just to get in your good books With some intelligent dumb fucks Dropping knowledge chucked up whatever I just took
[verse 2]
I'm trying to develop a name Stress on the brain Smelling of yesterdays rain Living ahead with the cain Things are never the same I'll never be tamed though I'm over here sipping on Polish beer Chatting to birds in stolen gear Haven't you listened kidda Bifta this is something exquisite innit Spare me your wisdom My cosign sheets (?) your winning My both eyes see clearly I'm drinking To totalitarianism Here to the system I'm controlling the world of religion I'm getting stoned with your bird in the kitchen Preparing and dishing while burning the yism Rolling another Shaking hands with the enemy holding a buzzer You made a mistake like a hole in a rubber I'm rolling up on your mansion like whats happening It doesn't matter cos you can't prepare I'm shaking the money trees on your garden bare Rich banker types aren't hard to scare Not only do i rap but I can part the seas Let me in the illuminati please Don't make me have to inject steds in my eyes and fight pigs That's a hard look Geeks say a star (?) book would be wrong This is a lovely song Bitches can plug their thong strings and singalong to the chorus All praise triangular shapes and the Eye of Horus
[verse 3]
Hold on don't let me do this At best we're clueless Just accept these unelected rulers forget Cos you can't buy food with respect And stop assuming you'll get anything Just watch the next penny spin With a petty grin so you can rub rim when you win I've never been this well off or poor If every room mates the same what's it all for Just give it a reason I'm going in cos it's freezing And I'm not leaving Until it's time to go So I can come back And don't call it a come back Ball when I does that I'm trying to do it all in a month flatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
