Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 0800 GREY SKIES, artist - Lee Scott. Date of issue: 02.05.2019
Song language: English
0800 GREY SKIES |
| I want to go to hell |
| But it’s the wrong time of year |
| Bopped out of Heaven |
| Dragging God by the ear |
| Explain life to me |
| I forgot why I’m here |
| Shed a fuck tear |
| Made the song cry in fear |
| Here |
| At the shop buying beers |
| Like some type of jada tip pop pioneer |
| Finally i understood the plot high on gear |
| Walked out screaming this is not my career |
| Now i rap with a screw face |
| And squeeze the mic like i’m trying to get the last of the toothpaste |
| I’m a nazzler with two crates under me arm |
| At 3 AM motherfucker be calm |
| Why i close me eyelids |
| And stab myself in the back |
| So there’s no suprises |
| But hope arises from the dephs of despair |
| I will be right there |
| Pretending i care |
| But I don’t |
| I’ve been moving real anti |
| Just to get the batteries |
| Just to get something crackalacking |
| Brudda what be happening? |
| Grab a and splash a morgue |
| And kick the madness |
| Pussio won’t catch me lacking |
| Couple tings’ll latch him |
| One I catch another lashing |
| I’m Lex Luthor |
| Fuck ya ex and superman |
| And come to the |
| Try out the then speed up |
| We got cushions don’t get your knees fucked |
| Cos summer coming round |
| And them new season skirts |
| Looking nice on your gyal |
| Alright looking wow |
| And I can’t turn it down |
| If i go |
| If i don’t then I’ll wow |
| But |
| I don’t want to hear no winging or moaning |
| Tryna live my best times in slow motion |
| Tryna make 999 before I croak it |
| Got a score in the |
| But my paypal out here |
| I’m feeling okay |
| But really i’m not really sure |
| If I’m really out here |
| Guess it is what it is |
| Till they smoke it |
| Got mail? |
| Honey i shrunk rap |
| The smell |
| Can you not tell? |
| And I’m on bail, son |
| Can you not tell? |
| They said I’m from Hell |
| Can you not tell? |
| From these red horns and pointy long tail |
| Hotel retail |
| My female’s a bombshell |
| Jump out the bus with a frozen contrail |
| Frozen margarita and a molotov cocktail |
| Still on hotmail? |
| She says she loves |
| a horse well |
| It’s cos I’m hung well |
| Intelligence exceeds the dumbbell |
| Coughing like I’m not well |
| I hit the boiling hot nail shit |
| I’m not well |
| Was a game of where’s Olly? |
| Till i lost trail |
| And the key to this padlock cell |
| Shit |
| Middle finger up for the thumbnail fuck’em! |
| Got the devil on the mainline |
| Mate, I know |
| I step outside and make the grey skies glow |
| Woah! |
| Got the devil on the mainline |
| Mate, I know |
| Woah! |
| I step outside and make the grey skies glow |