Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song WH1PLASH, artist - Lee Scott. Album song Nice Swan, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 01.12.2016
Record label: Blah
Song language: English
WH1PLASH |
| Burnt out then I rose from the ash heap |
| To uncork chaos and blag MONEY |
| Lack sleep too much noise on this damn street |
| Kids givin their dads cheek |
| In the alleyway booting a ball, roaring, all mornin' |
| Crazy Pam tryna' kick next doors door in |
| Looked slow, until I got drunk an puffed dro |
| Then transformed like Melvin Junko |
| No one asked me shit but I’m yellin' «fuck no!» |
| A good kid, would rather get rich sellin' drugs tho |
| Give me room to let me nuts grow |
| I curse the world like the owner of a freshly stubbed toe |
| Intellectual chav rap, dressed in umbro |
| With a kez an tux though |
| Yo, I’m the man let ye mum know |
| Ready, fuck a set unless it’s Blah Records; |
| just go! |
| It’s that 616 for the kids shit |
| Boppin' round town with a frown and a cig lit |
| If you’re down then you’re down if you’re not though it’s sound |
| I’ll be lost in the clouds (gettin' lifted) |
| It’s that 616 for the kids shit |
| Boppin' round town with a frown and a cig lit |
| If you’re down then you’re down if you’re not though it’s sound |
| If you don’t know us, we’re some broke old thugs |
| I don’t have a gold tooth yet but me logo does |
| So what, what do you want to be rich for? |
| You can have mad shit and still be piss poor |
| I blag a bit, then a bit more |
| The shit’s raw like a crack house in store |
| Lad, I could bunk a fucking rickshaw |
| And cold sag, (then) take it all back |
| When they’re closing the cell door |
| Like «don't do it!» |
| if it’s not worth going to hell for |
| It’s going off once the tea’s brewed |
| Fuck you and I probably mean to be rude |
| I’m in a bleak mood |
| Freezer full of reformed, pre-chewed, weed fiend, teen food |
| When it’s time to feast |
| You don’t need ask me twice, you need to ask me like; |
| twenty times at least! |
| It’s that 616 for the kids shit |
| Boppin' round town with a frown and a cig lit |
| If you’re down then you’re down if you’re not though it’s sound |
| I’ll be lost in the clouds (gettin' lifted) |
| It’s that 616 for the kids shit |
| Boppin' round town with a frown and a cig lit |
| If you’re down then you’re down if you’re not though it’s sound |
| I’ll be lost in the clouds |
| I need to ease this stiff neck and mid back pain |
| So I got a gold chain with me whiplash claim |
| And aim to get rich with this last grain |
| And not lose me head like Charlie Vincent in Black Rain |
| We are but a droplet in the ocean |
| Trying to sell the same old empty bottle of emotion |
| Writing this like; |
| Why the fuck am I writing this like? |
| Don’t try an eat too many blue Smarties and choke |
| If you don’t get the shit you’re probably part of the joke |
| Second place; |
| first loser |
| With nothing to do like an out of work Doozer |
| That reminds me of the good old days |
| Walking down the bus roads blazed |
| Shrugging life off like; |
| «what a bitch!» |
| I know where Wally is but I’m not a snitch |
| It’s that 616 for the kids shit |
| Boppin' round town with a frown and a cig lit |
| If you’re down then you’re down if you’re not though it’s sound |
| I’ll be lost in the clouds (gettin' lifted) |
| It’s that 616 for the kids shit |
| Boppin' round town with a frown and a cig lit |
| If you’re down then you’re down if you’re not though it’s sound |
| I’ll be lost in the clouds |