Elro - ROAD RAGE lyrics

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Elro - ROAD RAGE lyrics

[Intro] Good evening, good morning, good day, wherever you are ladies and gentlemen My name's Elro, come follow me on Twitter or Instagram @ElroRaps Shout out to Dan White Derulo as ever Shout out to anyone with anxiety and depression Z Dot on the beat, Sox in the building (Bam, bam, bam) And shout to Harry Seaton's mum And awkwardly long introductions on grime beats, yeah [Verse] Worse looking than a sack of dead cats That's me, I'm the boy and I'm back I've got quick sick flows to pull fit hoes, only reason I ever wanted to rap, was that I wanted to be black Wanted to pull a fit chick with a big back Only problem is that I was born like this, know I'm trapped in the body of a twat I don't roll with a clip, I just roll with a bottle of Pap' and a little hip-flask Roll with a couple of goons and by goons, mean gormless, me staying sane's a big task Act loose, you can get four fingers babe, yeah I call it the Kit Kat Bring a mate, I can split it in two, it's a multi-pack ting, damn right the kid's back Never had a threesome, reason being I'm cast out like a heaven Yeah I'm cast out because I'm bait mate I like to argue, ma** debate say I wanna pull fit chicks without date-rape No matter what all of my best mates say I ain't creepy love, we'll have a great date So just sign on the line, it's okay I text bare fit birds, that's true I get livid 'cause it never pulls through I get one text back then I start getting beggy like 'Please b**h, send out the nudes' People telling me I don't like Jews Na see, you're just getting confused Don't get ga**ed, try and say how I feel when you've never had a battle with the booze I am the c*nt who buys rounds in Spoons Sort of chump that gets drunk and spews Accidentally sent mum some nudes Left the country like man I had to move Like man I am an Adebayor fan, I'll run to your corner and wind up a goon like a Jew Spurs of the moment tings are the best like pesting a bird and they [?] you Only stutter in my raps like yo, yo 'Cause I'm up and down like a yo-yo I think I might be a bi-polar bloke but will I go to the doctors? No, no I'm on a tightrope Right hand side is a padded cell in which I might go On my left hand side there's me in a mansion with whisky, cigars and fine hoes So put your bets in, which way's the weird bloke falling? I bet none of you c*nts have put left in, yo being depressed is appalling Paired with being a real mess and I'm talking pesting birds, interesting That I've been blessed with words Doesn't matter how long I invest in a girl, I've been pied in postcodes all over the world So, bigger than 6'2, physique of a child, yo birds form a queue Whether I'll ever be a benevolent citizen is down to whether you listen what I'm saying, if you've got a bit of spice, call her Bombay Aloo Did a bit of flirting and fondling too Took me fifteen secs for the s**, had her rubbing bareback on the wood like Baloo I'm on bail bro, as in first goalscorer 'cause I ain't been jail bro I tried this rap ting five years ago and failed so I came back harder, gained an addiction, the wine, cigarettes and ale so My stories are better if a little depressing, it makes for a hell of a tale though [Interlude] Well if you-you-you-you Wanna come against I-I, then I guess that's fine I'm built like a p**y, I'll run for my life Yeah my career was on decline Swag of a geeky homeless guy Yeah I've got a problem with the wine Shout out Chepstow [Outro] Yeah, shout-out everyone Come follow me on Instagram, Twitter @ElroRaps Big up the mandem with anxiety and depression, keep battling through Shout out Sox in the building JDZ, bai

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