Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Disguise, artist - Goldie Lookin Chain. Album song Greatest Hits 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Goldie Lookin Chain
Song language: English
Disguise |
My dealers paranoid, I don’t blame him for being cautious |
There’s been to many busts, it’s enough to make you nauseus |
I thought about the probem so I came up with a plan |
Disguise myself as someone else to try to fool the man |
Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy |
I’d dress up like the Krankies if it guaranteed a weed supply |
Lawyer, Sailor, who can deny? |
A disguise is necessary when you wanna get high |
My dealers advice is don’t wear a trackie |
When I’m coming round to buy my wacky baccy |
I goes round my dealers in a rugby kit |
I know that he’s got bud, he’s got the best shit |
Hears a chopper above and I’m driving down Pill |
It’s like Goodfellas and I’m like Henry Hill |
I drops off the car and I takes the bus |
To avoid detection so I won’t get sussed |
Walls don’t have ears, they got eyes so I wears a disguise |
When I get’s my supplies |
Walls don’t have ears, they got eyes so I wears a disguise |
When I get’s my supplies |
Dealers being watched, I’m sure I’m being tailed |
Supplier further up the chain has just been jailed |
Heard the phones are tapped, like 1984 |
They listen in when the trigger word is 'draw' |
If you wanna score you gotta be discrete |
Got the drayless code, fill your message with text speak |
Give it a few weeks, keep your head down low |
It’ll be back to normal and we’ll all have blow |
Change of clothes and a fake moustache |
All this bubble for a lump of hash |
I’ve had to change my car at least 3 times |
Arriving with shopping to hide my dealers crimes |
Last week high vis and my brothers hard hat |
The week before, returning with a lost cat |
What’s coming next an insurance broker? |
I haven’t got a suit I’m just a draw smoker |
My dealers advice is to wear a disguise |
It’s all about the element of suprise |
So I went fancy dress, a cowboy from the wild west |
Dressed up like a tree to avoid CCTV |
With a stethascope, I’m dressed up like a Quak |
When I get there my dealers had a heart attack |
So I tried CPR but his life was aborted |
And I was gutted cos I didn’t get sorted |
I got a pocket full of this and a bagful of the other |
So I put on a disguise, make my journey undercover |
I might be a lawyer or even a physician |
If you recognise me you got 20/20 vision |
I sometimes wear a monacle to throw 'em off guard |
I discard my tracksuit to look less hard |
I heard my dealers hot from some of my spas |
So I wears a false beard and I’m switching cars |
I’m given 20 note to get a half a Q |
My dealers under surveilance and I dunno what to do |
Can’t think of goin' elsewhere because he’ll break both legs |
Then it’s sympathy and tea but last months dregs |