Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Swine Flu, artist - Wombat. Date of issue: 05.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Swine Flu |
| Oi, where’d everybody go? |
| Nah, fuck all you cunts |
| Yeah, fuck all you cunts |
| At war wit' 'em all, who’s up? |
| At war wit' 'em all, who’s up? |
| Skywalker staunchin' a stormtrooper |
| Well of course you suck, you’re a poor loser |
| At war wit' 'em all, who’s up? |
| Skywalker staunchin' a stormtrooper |
| Yeah |
| You wanna ignore what you been warned |
| Quick draw, never forfeit 'cause I’m fit for it |
| I get shit sorted if it’s important |
| Inglorious and he been snorin' |
| I been tormented a bit, but I keep soaring to the tip like an eagle |
| 'Vis on her tip, still I’m big ballin' |
| Wit' a bitch got her teeth all into my neck, then I’m free-fallin' |
| But you flip when you see me spit on your TV screen |
| Even your chick got the heebie-jeebs, screamin' a fit like DBZ |
| Fiendin' a sick with a 3DP in the freezin' heat when it’s three degrees |
| Wait, I don’t know what I even mean but please repeat so I get me streams |
| 'Cause I need streams, streams-streams-streams |
| That’s that shit that’ll get me cheese up |
| Don’t believe me, don’t believe us |
| I need streams, nah, I need Jesus |
| All these demons, I can’t keep up |
| Nah, and I can’t stay sane |
| Yeah, I said I can’t stay sane |
| I’m lookin' back on my past thinkin', «Nah, they changed» |
| Yeah, once was surrounded by hatred |
| Nowadays people thinkin' I’m crazy lately, how could I blame 'em? |
| I never been down for the fame |
| And I never been down for the payments |
| And I never been down for the count, not an ounce of doubt could be crowned as |
| the greatest |
| Ay, 'cause I’m oh, so savage |
| Go more hard in my promo tracks than your whole album and your solo act |
| 'Cause I flow so mad, G, Frodo Baggins smokin' a cone wit' the photos flashin' |
| Don’t go classic, you don’t know passion |
| I bet you won’t go match it |
| Known to react like I’m 'go-go-Gadget' |
| Load that ratchet, I’m just jokin' |
| I’ve grown so passive, don’t go gas it |
| I be kickin' in my dojo, I’m thinkin' that I’m loco, shows that my foes don’t |
| practice |
| I be trippin' on the low, though, stickin' to my post code, spit it wit' my |
| bros like Alex |
| That was madness, and Briggsy, you just smashed it, ayy |
| 'Cause we’re gettin' on a level that’s better than ever |
| Whatever the weather, see me, man, I’m foolish |
| Actin' cool, but, geez, it was bullshit |
| Back in school I’d beef with the cool kids |
| Now I rule like Julius Caesar |
| And my fuckin' mood swings like a V-Dub |
| Got a couple new things like a teacher |
| Gettin' off gasps for his rips like a feature creature |
| Creep up, greet ya, how nice to meet ya |
| I’ve come for your soul and the loot |
| But if patrol’s in pursuit then I bolt like I’m Zeus |
| So cold, never froze, hold the bazoo— woah |
| Got a crew sold to the blue soul |
| Think your true, make emcees fold up and lose |
| Then I pour salt in the wound, put holes in the booth |
| Falsely accused told me the truth |
| That’s swine flu |
| Swine flu season, cuz |
| Yeah |
| Brrah! |