Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Into the Ground, artist - Professor Green. Album song At Your Inconvenience, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
Into the Ground |
Before I’m done I’mma run this, run this |
Before I’m done I’mma run this, run this |
Before I’m done I’mma run this, run this |
Before I’m done I’mma run this town into the ground |
Dilute me, water me down, how? |
There’s more chance of me courting a cow |
Disappeared, last seen walking around |
At 27 with a sign saying 40 and proud |
Does Katie look like Amy, or Amy look like Katie? |
What the fuck are these cosmetic surgeons creating? |
I’d never imagined shagging a mannequin |
But that vajazzle is, so bedazzling |
I want the light skinned chick from the Misfits |
To pull my pants down and tell me if this fits |
When I say I’m a big prick; |
it’s my dick talking |
I can’t help it, I’m a bit of a dipstick |
Sadistic, come on cunts! |
Insult me, I insist |
A dimwit with a dick covered in lipstick on the prowl |
Walking around zipper down; |
dick sticking out! |
Who wants to fuck with me now? |
A half-wit with a fringe started it and he’s stuck with me now |
I’m hunting him down |
Wow, how could he accuse me of clucking over Krusty the clown? |
You’re in trouble, prick, I’m in a muddle, prick |
Is that your chick or Mick Hucknell, prick? |
Dick, minge, you puss |
I pray for the day that I find him face down in that ginger bush |
Imagine cheating on your wife |
Footballers are as sleazy as you like |
Imagine sleeping with the wife of another |
Imagine sleeping with the wife of your brother |
Imagine if I said Imogen, I may do |
If I hate you, for me to name and shame you ain’t nothing |
So make a mistake and say something, nothing |
Not even an injunction with a cape could save you |
I don’t say this to all the girls, just you, because I trust you |
Come here slut, I need a drug mule |
I do these things because it’s fun to |
I don’t need a mule for drugs |
I just wanted to see if you were in love enough to put drugs up you |
Now you got a clunge full of munk and mushrooms |
I really can’t believe you called my bluff |
I ain’t fingering your chick, I’m looking for my drugs |
Why think about what I say? |
I say what I feel |
Women call me rapey, I say cop a feel |
The worst day on this earth was the day I got a deal |
I ain’t been the same since the day I dropped a pill |
I ain’t lost appeal, I got appeal though |
Spit hard, kick rhymes with a steel toe |
Cap, been bad with a real flow |
Back, intact and I’m still pro, rah! |
Your opinions aren’t shit to me |
I couldn’t give a fuck what you think of me |
I may contradict myself as I change and I grow |
Though my bet’d be I’ll be this way till I’m old |
From when I was young I’ve been too long in the tooth |
I ain’t down with the trumpets; |
I ain’t quirky or cool |
If I’ve offended you and you’re coming to get me |
Just know if I’m going to hell, you’re coming with me |