| Slightly unhinged, might have run thin with my patience
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| I might have plunged in to the basin
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| I might have sung hymns and replaced them with bad words
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| Maybe a false prophet, crazy with bad nerves
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| Maybe a failed rapper, maybe a legend
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| Maybe on the up or maybe caught up in the dirt and
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| Possibly a stoner, probably a loner
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| Oh you think you’re slick? |
| How much property you own, bruv?
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| I own none, but still I write my own stuff
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| Who just farted in this mic booth? |
| C’mon, own up (uh, sorry, man)
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| Acted less grown up ever since I grown up
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| Hate has got a blank face, dicks, but with no nuts
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| Random phrase, random images, nonsense
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| Putting in time on top of time like Bronson
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| A pharaoh like Monch is, he’s monstrous, I’m unconscious
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| On the floor, better hand it over to our sponsors
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| If you got money and a good type of job
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| Come and buy these clothes that make you look like a nob («ooh.»)
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| Buy this perfume, it will make you fucking stink
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| Buy this TV that controls the way you think («wow.»)
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| Then buy this Verb T album, it is fucking great («okay.»)
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| Illinformed on the beats in this fucking place («cool.»)
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| Enjoy your some weed, beer, or just some food («yeah.»)
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| When you’re home chilling or if you got shit to do
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| Just buy it
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| Kid: Hey Mom, can I buy the Verb T album?
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| Mom: No
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| Kid: Aw, why not?
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| Mom: ‘Cause he’s a fucking wanker
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| Kid: But Illinformed made all the beats
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| Mom: I don’t care. |
| He’s a wanker, too. |
| Verb T and Illinformed are both wankers
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| Kid: Fuck you, Mom
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| Mom: What did you just say?
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| Kid: Ow, Mom, you just fucking shot me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Slightly Unhinged , by - Verb T. Song from the album The Man with the Foggy Eyes, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп