If you smile girl I'll dance these tiles I'll give you everything that I got Saves on a sovereign and ah what f** it you can have the whole lot I'm only like joking, I'm much better off win a gamble slot jackpot And dance with the devil on Friday Max says beans are like the touch of god Why not, I haven't got grief til Monday Some say kids don't study they cram God damn hate that I am what I am With slurs and urs and a half done gram I jig to the floor with my mama's raybans Looking like something out of Only Fools and Maybe I am but you ain't understanding This ain't a crash no smooth up landing Kids sing along swing bedroom hanging We're stunned and stuff alleyway writing Double timing and all your violating Oh policeman coming fair enough Sonny run the whole the half mile Runny runny run the half mile Run run sonny run sonny run the whole half mile Now I'm down, well I'll chill with lick I spit drips on the floor Drink up liquor much quicker than the next man bitter Cos she rolls with lager and never ask question Where's my old friend licky when I'm feeling the substance I'm like gurning it off a my face Need a hug need corruption and need the silent violent seduction
Move it down for people I used to know when I used to see Wanna kick it on a solo ticker drink me like liquor drop and mc and that She don't know what she's chatting about They love it when they live it and liver lover give rip it unwritten There she start kissing I'm loving loving loving she's always hugging I'm just loving loving So if you're gonna run run sonny better Run run sonny run the half of the mile When police come run run sonny run run Sonny run the half of the mile All the kids do is buy you grief All parents get is no f**ing sleep Even rip home when I'm chilling on Drink it down doing I ta bit better off and on Songs of the rights and wrongs Sometimes come around with a battle roll gong Other times you be ruining rhymes and ruining Vision and ruin incision and ruining spitting liquor on me Got me feeling up ya leaving up me breathing on the floor As I be giving you grieving I'm finished with the c*nts Over and out, cuz ready up roll Here's to born of enough panic, panic bu*ton and Stack tone static and all of you can listen to this tune While you waiting in STD clinic waiting rooms As you ever your mother said you late bloom