Lee Scott - Don't Tell Me lyrics

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Lee Scott - Don't Tell Me lyrics

[Produced by Dirty Dike] [Verse 1] I wipe the ink off me train ticket before it dries And tell the pa**engers I don't want to hear about your boring lives I want it all jib an allocated portion size Give me a Cadillac, fat mansion and forty wives f** b**hes, chop c**aine, snort supplies On the same rotting table I use to torture flies I pretend I don't have a basement and ignore the cries Skip breakfast and get pissed like normal guys Hoodie'd up on a para cause the walls have eyes Me hand casts a shadow on the paper to obscure the rhymes Disorganized, getting smashed all the time Breaking hour gla**es and drawing lines Like, cross em' I leave you traumatized I stick you up with forks and knives cause you're telling porky pies So raise your paws towards the skies And give me two's, threes, fours and fives [Bridge] What's happening la? Nah, don't tell me You're not feeling so healthy Cause it was all going tits up And then I went and got me dick s**ed And now I'm laughing again It's sound la, I'm laughing again Yea it's laughing again It's sound girl, I can handle your friend (She can stay too) [Hook] I'm in the zone, sagging alone, ignore the door and don't answer the phone I'm not trying to be bad to the bone, I'm blown, necking Valium stoned Meditate till I take off, on the grind yet every day is a day off You don't want to face off and neither do I, I leave with a sigh Head in the sky like I'm ready to die, I tell you a lie like I've never been high Fly Pelican fly and I only drink on days ending in Y Meditate till I take off, on the grind yet every day is a day off You don't want to face off and neither do I, I leave with a sigh [Verse 2] I'm starting a digital war and swinging a sword At your computer as your producer's clicking record This is a world in which bottled water can win an award And freedom is a privilege only the rich can afford And what would Caesar think of Saracen and Jet and them? I ask the important questions then answer them and guess again Words like God and f** followed by knows I make solid plans but keep me hollow eyes closed And polish platinum dreams, nothing's as it seems Hack the trees down and make gossip magazines f** life, chong a joint Call me Allan Watt's the point My philosophy is it wasn't me, I walk in a scoff your feast Like I'm not settling for one a piece la Was it something I said? They told us it'd rain but now it's sunny instead (Cause I) plucked the clouds out the sky and stashed them under me bed [Bridge] What's happening la? Nah, don't tell me You're not feeling so healthy Cause it was all going tits up And then I went and got me dick s**ed And now I'm laughing again It's sound la, I'm laughing again Yea it's laughing again It's sound girl, I can handle your friend (She can stay too) [Hook] I'm in the zone, sagging alone, ignore the door and don't answer the phone I'm not trying to be bad to the bone, I'm blown, necking Valium stoned Meditate till I take off, on the grind yet every day is a day off You don't want to face off and neither do I, I leave with a sigh Head in the sky like I'm ready to die, I tell you a lie like I've never been high Fly Pelican fly and I only drink on days ending in Y Meditate till I take off, on the grind yet every day is a day off You don't want to face off and neither do I, I leave with a sigh

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