 Chorus
I’m real sick of hearing these pricks talk shit
they get there throat slit cause they’re talking to me like I’m thick
I’m real tired of all these bullshit guy’s they best go hide coz I’m looking for them on the sly
coz I’ve had it up to here right up to here
might have to do it Reservoir Dogs style
slice of their ear
Coz I’ve had enough of bredders acting tough
trying to get rough when its obvious they aint rough enough.
Verse 1
Listen! I don’t just talk the talk I walk it
that’s why my mouths always coming out with raw shit
my rap styles distorted
like Little Mo getting raped and keeping the baby instead of getting it aborted
I talk morbid
just to make you feel awkward
deaths a part of life yo, you just cant ignore it
especially when I rip out your heart and on my sleeve sport it, like it’s something you thinks special coz your dead gran bought it
I talk so foul, I talk so coarse
I show no regret I show no remorse
like a necromaniac raping a corpse
up the anal passage whilst contracting genital warts
my metaphors are twisted
like that game where you gotta put the Hob Nob in your gob if you’re the last one to cum on the biscuit
I’m so sadistic that’s why I fantasise about finding my mums ex floating in a bath tub with his wrist slit.
Chorus
Verse 2
You best ban T.V if you want me to stop
coz I’m so heavily influenced by the things that I watch
it aint just pulp fiction and Reservoir Dogs
it’s Irreversible, Bes Moi and city of god
its the news on every channel when I turn on the box
it’s seeing paedophiles singing on top of the pops
Gary glitter ******* ******* what?
on the net Ken Bigley got his neck tech off
that’s some nasty and still you wonder why I’m sick
when I see this shit and I say exactly what I think
that’s some nasty shit and still you don’t ban it
but you ban computer games something round here really stinks
what about cigarettes and alcoholic drinks or the animal that died just so your wife could wear that minx
your disgraceful like getting caught pissing in the sink
or a white girl who wont suck my **** just because its pink.
Chorus
The last verse is just as bad as the first but compared to the second yo its definitely worse
coz its about a guy getting chauffeured in a hearse
let me do what Nas did and tell shit in reverse
the hearse brings the corpse back to morgue
the guy from the morgue undresses the corpse
the embalming fluid goes back out
the blood goes back in, the body goes back to hospital where it comes alive again
the paramedics walk backwards like an Irish dance
put the wounded man back in the ambulance
the ambulances engine turns back on
and the lights flash as the siren plays its favourite song
the guy goes back to the exact spot were they found him
and all the medics and the passers by
go back where they came from till eventually no one surrounds him and the blood pours up him rather than down him
the man then falls upwards back on his feet
and stumbles towards a dark figure on the other side of the street
he walks into the blade that cut his belly
then he holds his neck which was bleeding already
he removes his hand so that you can see the cut and as the knife undoes the slice it closes back up
he unsays the words he said which were “what the fuck”
and un-screams the screams from the first initial cut
then the blood from his severely severed ear
crawls back up his cheek and slowly disappears
as the knife wielding silhouette un-hacks it from the rear
puts the knife away after reattaching the ear
he walks backwards through the bushes where he disregarded nature
and leaves the guy on the bench un-reading his paper
takes the snail he stepped on back from his creator
only to be killed again when I fast forward this shit later
back in his house now
back in his bed
he un-listens to a CD and un-bops his head
takes the CD out the player puts it back in it’s case which has my name on the cover along with my face
fast forward, there’s been a murder and the police know who done it
now there looking for a motive
coz they don’t know why he done it
sure enough it don’t take that long for them to find a reason and they publicly state it on TV that evening
a couple months later this shit gets banned
like it was me who put that switch in his hand
and told him to kill that man
like this whole song was just some kinder sickly devised plan
to hurt some poor **** I don’t even know and have never met before in my life
if it was, then whoever said that ‘the pen is mightier than the sword’ was right and you’d better think twice before you step to me and pick a fight.
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