Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sinister, artist - Monster Florence. Date of issue: 13.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sinister |
| Now if it’s gonna rain, ima stand out in the thunder |
| If it’s gonna end |
| Ima be one to remember |
| If it’s gonna be pain |
| It’ll be more than a punch up |
| If you think I’m insane |
| You’d be sure to more than wonder |
| Look me in my face |
| Tell me are you ready yet cuz |
| I’m bout to make the place explode and get all messed up |
| A sespit yes breakfast is |
| And plenty extra |
| Anyone who’s comin |
| Needs about 11 10 drugs |
| Seven weapons and anything that we can get head from |
| I’m lettin off fireworks at the faces when the feds come |
| I’m gettin completely off my face |
| Where’s my kez gone |
| This shit is not healthy god help me I know I’m dead wrong |
| But I been on my best |
| What bed rockin like my head top |
| My next stop |
| Is hell whenever I get there but let’s not get too carried away carry my face |
| until you catch on |
| A boiling cauldron of involvement |
| Cold and sinister |
| Its over flowing hopeless hope |
| But no ones listening now |
| The ends approaching just show me roses and lift it up |
| And now your guns against my head stop fucking blowing my mind |
| Several shadows evolving madness is broken |
| I see lightening bolts n fire the whole thing is nigh approaching |
| Causing pandemonium stand alone n fight if it hopeless then hopeless |
| We ain’t shook either way we ride till it’s over |
| Penny down a wishing well wishing for better days |
| Centre stage with rage |
| See two faces never the same |
| Two faced snakes we loose haste at new names |
| It’s too late mate you ain’t safe best you take |
| A runnin jump |
| You fucking mug |
| Double up on the wonder dust |
| Thunder round the place looking hungry don’t wana fuck with us |
| Looking for the party with drugs and bitches that love to fuck |
| The end is coming and I’m tryina end it buzzin |
| Run with us |
| Middle finger to the man and anybody backing him |
| A pack of savages runnin loose we want it were Avin it |
| Coz I will not hear no more bullshit you feed us |
| I’m focused on knowledge and bitches and freedom |
| A boiling cauldron of involvement |
| Cold and sinister |
| Its over flowing hopeless hope |
| But no ones listening now |
| The ends approaching just show me roses and lift it up |
| And now your guns against my head stop fucking blowing my mind |
| A boiling cauldron of involvement |
| Cold and sinister |
| Its over flowing hopeless hope |
| But no ones listening now |
| The ends approaching just show me roses and lift it up |
| And now your guns against my head stop fucking blowing my mind |
| Them man have got no balls like the Unsullied |
| So bound to surrender like Riverrun’s Tully |
| I got man that’ll do dirt for some money |
| Put shanks in legs and make them run funny |
| Dumb dumbies best bounce like bugs bunny |
| Before we cut tummies turn you in to cunt curry |
| Cause I’m hungry I’ll whip you in to Mcflurry |
| This is sex, rap, murder and drug money |
| Si, if anyone ever put a gun to your head |
| I’d tie their mum to a bed and pull finger nails off |
| Even if the filth fling me in the jail box |
| Soon as I’m released I’ll be out ringing shells off |
| Well cause I’m sinister |
| Sour like vinegar |
| White spitter just like Mike Skinner but I’m crazier |
| Every night sitting up, thinking up ways and where I can sniper the prime |
| minister |
| I’m sinister! |
| A boiling cauldron of involvement |
| Cold and sinister |
| Its over flowing hopeless hope |
| But no ones listening now |
| The ends approaching just show me roses and lift it up |
| And now your guns against my head stop fucking blowing my mind |
| A boiling cauldron of involvement |
| Cold and sinister |
| Its over flowing hopeless hope |
| But no ones listening now |
| The ends approaching just show me roses and lift it up |
| And now your guns against my head stop fucking blowing my mind |