Lyrics:
Fighting someone else's favour, You'll regurgitate the words you heard on, Radio two... Oh didn't you? Stop throwing insults and crockery around, We
with pep See? I'm a rockstar, I got the moxie To debt collect by demonic proxy! AUTOPSY! Call the coroner! This crockery's come for your soul, sir! I got
with pep See? I'm a rockstar, I got the moxie To debt collect by demonic proxy! AUTOPSY! Call the coroner! This crockery's come for your soul, sir! I got
know you nah play nuh
monopoly a di dapper don a deal wid u dappaly cash
Flow you nuh Bruck lacka a crockery
have faced the odds And ended up a mockery Don't believe the stories That you read on all the crockery To be a true hero, kid, is a dying art Like
up his ould crockery fol di dol fol di fol day Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy Fol di dol rol di dol day Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy Well he gave
and making a mockery With voices that sound like broken crockery Hetty said, "I'm powerless and I feel alone" Now everyone has a megaphone Who's got
rockery He found she was seated therein a-polishin` up his ould crockery Well he gave the poor creature a shake And I wish that the Garda had caught
a crockery weh drop Cute face gyal, nuh have no acne fi pop Gyal see di bike, wan' kotch pon e back She say, "Bring me to the hills", vroom, flash
have faced the odds And ended up a mockery Don't believe the stories That you read on all the crockery To be a true hero, kid, is a dying art Like
the pill that's getting bitterer every day All that joy couldn't help the boys But we look so ... Just like burning up the crockery With your fire we
of crockery in sacramental gold Hailed to hold the life-flow of Dogma's favoured slave They say you'll survive the knife-throw, to possess it's to be saved...
winning the lottery Chopping the powder on top of the crockery I am exclusive while you're shits a novelty Poaching for verses like mines out of ivory Heres
the odyssey fly to Lockerbie Fine mahogany Chinese crockery Psychic possibly psycho probably Psychologically defy astrology My biography ideology Spiteful
handed on a plate honestly Coz I hate properly and break crockery Fire starter but this ain't prodigy My pen been magic from the start, space Odyssey
about it, all your wives the crockery Government shutdown Government's Trump now Government shut sound Government's fucked clown Fuck ya, fuck ya wall
SNAPPED IN HALF LIKE CEDAR TWIGS WHERE ALL LIFE’S A LOTTERY SLINGING ROPES AROUND THE OLD OAK TREE THEY’LL BREAK US JUST LIKE CROCKERY IT’S THE RIDE
fingers Romantic letters in a trunk Chuck moldy groceries Pick out the best crockery Read a letter from the notary Sat in the rockery Throw a penny in
louder than surround sound Causes them to jump up, fling spaghetti bologonese up the wall Floral crockery smashed on the floor We exchange stares for
to water, Taurus to crockery A dead serious, mockery Never bought a ticket, never won the lottery Am - biva - lent Sometimes I don't know who I Am - disso -
On the noggins of plonkers Who thought they could conquer me Want an apology? Tough luck, I'm off with your crockery! I do beg your pardon I think you're in my
I'm breaking em like crockery be Easily stopping thee so They in my grill for colossal beef Oh! You was talking to me Y'all be Hagen Dahs type sweet
spent time cleaning rhymes like a crockery While Y'all keep dreaming to break through the ceiling I just stole the dream of your rapper robbery People