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concept of thought - the incredible sulk كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
what you just said is one of the most insanely
idiotic things i’ve ever heard
at no point in your rambling incoherent response
weren’t you even close to anything
that could be considered a rational thought
everyone in this room is now dumber for having listen to it
i wrote you 0 points, and it (…[?])

[verse 1: dirty dike]
middle finger to the teachers in my secondary
i’ve never been as stressed or seen depression weeping next to me
you’re yet to see the best of me, and yes the police arrest and keep rejecting each
and every piece of lesson that you’re yet to feed
definitely, i wish the heads will bleed on all you f-cking pr-cks
who stand about the club as if it’s nothing when you’re loving it
jump a bit you muppets stuff a banger up your trouser leg
and bounce again, you’re bound to get injected by my fountain pen
and disrespect if you’re in debt to me and think we’re friends
and twisted threats that make a kid forget we’d ever lived or met
i’ve never repped a geezer yet, smb till your next
cp forever, high focus be the team and yes
my reputation’s like a needle in the vein
it’s eating me away i try to keep it in a cage
if you’re keen with an opinion come and speak it in my face
instead of w-nking off your damp and soft p-n-s at your mates

[verse 2: awfer]
i write my raps cause i got a lot of things to say
i live afraid in a maze full of mirrors with a face
full of liquor that’s ashamed of my silly brain
laying face down in the p-ssing rain
thinking is it strange that humans could be like this?
every kid i meet likes fighting
i’ve never seen the reason for violence
and i’ve spent my whole life hiding
from the demons that creep in my mind and i’m frightened
of a lot of sh-t i don’t know what it is
that has got my fists clenched like i wanna flip
probably this bottomless pit that is profitless
sick of staying brainwashed in providence
i have reason to believe that today god is monstrous
so stop trying to be the person that god isn’t
and start naming the things that you want different
or confine to this place of a kn-b’s vision

[verse 3: edward scissortongue]
litres of peace, eating away at the crease bitten pages
scissortongue spinning some spill enough grease on the stage show, deep in the cake-hole
dribbling from cleavers and blades my credence is great
i see visions like light streams lining your pipe dream pillars, same time, same place
cyphers are made rhymes fizzing like a fireworks display
as the gunpowder fades, settles on another grey morning
i tend to wallow in these grubby days dawning
i tend to tunnel when the juggernaut’s roaring
i tend to plummet in this mothership falling
rainstorms bring life with em, and bright lights hit em
illuminating the sky like it’s night vision
making waves in their caziant life rhythms
in the same way as my sh-tty life isn’t

[verse 4: illiterate]
this is my chance to moan and whinge about the things that p-ss me off
picking locks and swigging liquor till my liver pops
i hate knitted socks i hate getting p-ssed with kn-bs
i hate all these gypsy kids that try to rip me off
so now i’m kicking rocks, bored trying to spit a song
i hate the fact that kids are dying and we’re all made to watch, strangely odd
i’ll decapitate a rapist’s c-ck and leave him naked in a lake full of aids and rabid dogs
time to shave and wash, time to chase a job
wages dropped then they laid me off, so now it’s time to make it stop
and say what you want, i just want to drink and spit, wonder if the ink will fit
getting l1cked and link a chick that’s been riddled with a kiddie’s p-ssy d-ck
i ain’t into it, i’d rather live a bit and see this world for what it is
money is changing a lot of sh-t, erasing the poor and elevating the proper rich
stop and think

[verse 5: frankie stew]
i ain’t as happy as i used to be
from two to three i loop this beat to see whats new to me
and i don’t ever see the same as what i used to see
and i won’t ever change my name for what the rumours bleed
so who’s he? i tied the lace in time to make my shoe peace
where white wine awaits to change the news feed
the grey truth and it’s true, i tried to change it but it’s you
i’ll be the same no matter what my name is in a few
my brains different and it’s taking my mates with it
my face isn’t plain fading or grey-ridden
i’ve made pictures in the place that keeps my mind stuck
i’ll never see the night where i don’t really like life much
so why fuss? time flies by like a kite does
i buy drugs to tighten up my mind like a vice but
my life’s divided by my vices inside love
dice chucked, i’m gambling my life up

- concept of thought

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