Whose Next - Foreign Beggars

Whose Next - Foreign Beggars

Альбом
Asylum Speakers
Год
2003
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
222120

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歌詞 " Whose Next "

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Whose Next

Foreign Beggars

The lyrical guy who’s part excellence

I spar exodus, and visually rhyme to harm retinas

Used to be the pupil I’m the new school leader

Observing life clearly from my new two seater couch

I speak about my trouble and strife

Don’t mean the wife I mean my struggle in life

Trying to juggle this rap stuff, so I act up

And throw a tantrum during a show and start to slap fucks

I’ll clap ducks and pigeons

And put my hands up, screaming out 'Scrub Life'

While I stick your fans up

I’m Wayne Wonda, here’s my name and number

And tell your girl to give me a call

When they be under any type of stress

My life’s a mess, check the notebook

My rhyme’s a blessed

So all I need to do now is fly the nest

I’m not an exam, so I wouldn’t try to test

Cos fucking with me is plain dumb like cyber-sex

I’m an original copy I’m probably wearing

The whole crowd’s looking at me

They’re probably staring at this talented asthmatic

Yo, who raps static

So when you put the needle to groove the wax panics

He’s spitting out his orifice

I’m spitting wonder out the pop-shield

Never compromise the style for us to drop steel

child is ripping

That’s my shit done, so who’s next to start spitting?

My shit’s highly manouevred, the mans a fantastic fool

While you’re babbling uncontrollably like a man with a spastic jaw

I’ve met scarier kids than freddie, masks and plastic claws

If I told your arse already what the fuck you asking for?

I’ll rape, bugger and pillage the whole of your mum’s village

I’m not gunna stop fucking til the lot of my cum’s finished

Diminishing most ogres with the simple bat of an eye

Your flows are all sticky like faggots black tie

The free flow form man I fry faggots like fish

I’ll psychically these fuckers and feed them frozen piss

I’m holding the mic close cause flowing’s my only wish

and blows from the golden fist

I’d rather shift shapes than lift weights and

And the reason your gal’s late is cause she’s fucking your best mate

I’m hating your state of being to the core of your existence

Another quirky rapper putting up a poor resistance

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