Lyrics Choke - Children of the Damned, Lee Scott, Monster Under The Bed

Choke

Choke, choke, choke, that’s what I quote before I tighten the rope
I looped and tied to your throat
For buying a dope beat and then spittin' soft on it
You’re so blatantly retarded, you should rock a banner with «idiot»
written wrong on it
Am I a heartless prick?
It’s hard to say
Call me mate, next year your kids will be giving me cards and gifts on fathers
day
Rip any mc who even thinks of thinking of dissin' me
I’ll shit on you, literally
Mr Wrong, sit and chong ???
I mark a line about an inch from the end of my spliff and dare a man to smoke
past it
I’m stone sober too
You claim you’re dope, the only thing you’v got in common with dope is I’d
smoke both of you
So let m light this joint and it’s war
Talk shit, I’ll take your bitch and make the tips of your smiles point to the
floor
With cups of booze, pukin'
I scribe hate on the track and my mindstate equals that of a drunken Duke Nukem
When I’m moving, you can hear my rusted screws loosen
Yet everyday I feel I wake up a new mutant
A blunted Scrooge, crooning
Runnin' out of shops during Armageddon with my drunken fuckin' crew lootin'
Ayo, It’s choke a hoe season from now
So tell your bitch that there’s no breathing allowed
I’m a thief that will creep in your house, steal your house keys while you’re
out
Write COTD on the ground and then fall asleep on your couch
With a 3 foot tree in my mouth
Blowing so much smoke out my lungs, I can’t see 3 feet through the cloud
If your clique have got an ounce of green then they’re sound
And if your bitch has got a mouth and teeth then she’s down
Shit, I hope I’m not speaking aloud
It might be the 17 bottles of Hennessey that I’ve downed
The Grinch, me and the grouch
Are doin' drive-bys in .8 litre diesel beetle we found
Why do I have a migraine?
Is it because I smoke spliffs of amyl nitrate and anti-climb paint?
Show no love, on Valentine’s day
Cupids hanging sideways from a ???
I’ve made
I’ll run in your crib and stab your wives face with a samurai blade
And leave like «Have a nice day!»
A new age rabid primate
Tearing through your clique with a dagger I’ve made out of a plastic side plate