Benefit Babies - Smellington Piff, Leaf Dog, Cracker Jon

Ya Ya

I was born on the Job Center floor

With a form in my hand for the benefit support

Clever with the talk before I could ever walk

I severed up the stalk and prepped with peppered pork

Dropping shits in the huggy

Butt ugly

My behaviour is Chucky

Entrepeneur scrapped the first buggy

That’s how I made my first money

Then moved for the tax credits

They told me you need to be 25

So I glued hair to my face and returned with a disguise

If they don’t pay me I’ma turn the whole world on it’s side

Benefit baby until I’m 95 and beyond that

3 foot small but I brawl like Ong Bak

Burn birds leave burns black

The shoguns my father

Raised off a strong back

I stay on the right side of the wrong tracks

(Leaf Dog)

I’m fresh out the womb and life’s already deep

Trying to hang myself for the past 36 weeks

Knew how to rob rich kids before I could speak

Swapping weed from my attic for the shoes on your feet

It’s the benefit babies chant

Selling drop leaf and weed that’s damp underneath the street lamp

Fuck 40 pound a week

I rob what I would eat

Stole so much I was 21 before I seen a recipt

Rinse and repeat

Get clothes from my cousin

Giving the D at age twelve like I’m part of the dozen

Buzzing off aerosol cans and cheap cider

Tagging dumb shit on the wall fuck been a writer

Always been hyper keep my own shit like a diaper

Tube in my mouth when I spat my first cypher

Don’t let me sight you nice shit or I’ll take that

If this rap shit fails son I’m going straight back

(Cracker Jon)

I don’t wear a different nappy every day of the week

I ain’t changing the sheets

They say it’s my cheek

I’m age 3 and there’s already some decay in my teeth

Got out the creche with baby Leaf and he’s making a beat

Tell my mum to dab my dummy with coke

And give me a couple of smokes

My harness is a rugged rope

Stick gin in my milk bottle

I’m not a role model for the kids to follow

In my baby grow

I’m taking ladies home for the breast feeding

Go and grab them so hard I leave their chest wheezing

Pay em off with the money from the piggy bank

Didn’t know my real stash was hidden in the pram

So as a baby on the child support

Never would I have thought

I’d rise for the cause or even fly abroad

Now my paintings framed for the scene and galleries

Benefit baby mother fucking number 3