Leaf - Who lyrics

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Leaf - Who lyrics

[Verse 1 - Jam Baxter] Yeah, look He was born with a large gravitational pull Stuffed them full of lies 'til their faces were full Even if sungla**es were made at the wall They'd cover their eyes, blind mice chasing a ball Grease beast, horns piercing, all jeering The fried mind collective but rest in a small clearing In this jungle of drug swapping carnage I couldn't spot a sociopath in the narl branches That's a given, wispy suspicion in a Plasticine prison Come on bruv, listen! Fisher-price my first backstabbing kit arrives Un-packaged in the slime, man are in the hidden hive Live a lie, die a lie The fiction solidifies, little dry spy and eyes clocked in the nick of time Now vilified, called them all philistines Stepped out, edged out the rest of 'em in his mind Last chocolate in the box with a bitter filling Left the winners with 'em, weird thoughts slipping with him New crew, more waste, lets face dinner with him f** up, liquor sipping s** up, sniffing, sniffing A string of women spilling scorn on a blood hound Yapping in an even, discretely rubbed out Leave at sundown, that night was freezing Thief's losing chief, three strikes defeat him Three wheeling to a long squashed city Run out of town by the pitch fork committee Some special witch hunt, gravity reversing Repelling any burning ball of gas to ever spurn him Turning into once villain building an outhouse Brick by brick, disturbingly house proud Midnight's b**h, in a large blast radius Going out to my fam who weren't failure [Hook - Leaf Dog & Jam Baxter] Bruv, who? The ga**ed up gibbon in the corner Who? The unsung permanent performer Who? The brer stapled onto every occasion, well versed in deception and heavy surveillance Now, who? The man that took your life slow Who? The one you always knew was no good Who? A man you can't trust but think you should, taking everything you got if only he could [Verse 2 - Leaf Dog] It's the late evening past the point of sleeping Two friends on the road with a slug screaming The one that's with her flips out and just leaves her The other shoulda bounced but chose to get deep in Backdoor beating no secret keeping She told the whole town for the slightest reason He straight denied it but his friends didn't believe him He looked so prang it was too easy to read him That's when they last seen him, for a few months Speak stories 'bout a kid they thought they knew once And then he comes back around with tall tails Of weed by the bails getting dropped on small scales That's where his friends felt, they couldn't see it He said meet me here at six if you mean it Two rolled up, waiting for him to show up Kept ringing but he wouldn't pick the phone up Then the car screeched in front, doing a doughnut A man with a bat smashed the window, now they're both f**ed They gave the dough up, he ran with the cash On the phone to his boy in a car full of broke gla** The realilisation hit the kid fast, no need to ask Set up by a friend from the past On the other side of the story The man laughs, what he did to his boys he can't seem to grasp Flicking through his money thinking that sh** will last When that night, chasing a slug with a fine a** She had cla**, not trash or coke who*e He said I swear that I know you from before But chose to ignore, hit the b**h red raw In the hotel room, f**ing 'til his dicks saw Then through the door came the boys that he f**ed over That's when the situation got a lot colder Realised why he thought that he knows her His boys ex looks a lot different when he's sober They stomped on him 'til he slipped into a coma Left half dead there bleeding on the sofa [Hook - Leaf Dog & Jam Baxter] Bruv, who? The ga**ed up gibbon in the corner Who? The unsung permanent performer Who? The brer stapled onto every occasion, well versed in deception and heavy surveillance Now, who? The man that took your life slow Who? The one you always knew was no good Who? A man you can't trust but think you should, taking everything you got if only he could

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