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Um, smooth Like a motherfucking otter's belly Watching telly in my socks until I pop an ecky Got the ’chete by the bottom of the box of reckies When I die you'll probably talk a lot and when you stop forget me I rang the doctor like a motorcycle gang Madonna With gold hanging out my oversized attractive collar I'm a hybrid call me Matty Waller Only guys from Life4Land and Madingley can catch you proper Shouts to hints and any pigs who tried to catch me Weed bags, graff, beak in every bit of pasty Beef, slags, dads, freaks, geezers and the drag queens Please don’t forget the coke squeezers and the scag fiends With my eyes shut I see nothing Nothing like the multi-coloured spiderweb I'm stuck in Boldly cover up and bye the bye beside the bigger me Literally I sit and keep it rigid as a figurine Listen it's a kindred little spirit from a different scene Coke-sniffing antisocial prick within the guillotine it isn't me It isn't me a single bit, and I don't miss to seek 'Cause I don't really give a shit It’s not the millions of cocks up in your mouth It’s just a difference in the cotch when you're about It’s just a [?] bridge a bit of confidence you doubt Bitch I wear the fucking trousers dead in Rodney Trotter's house It's the snout and the way that your eyes lie and scream piss SongtextePeen stiff disfigured foetus for the squeamish Six-figure Jesus eating fish shipped from Egypt I mean it, a few million views and you've seen it My mouth hurts tryna rap as I crowd surf Acting like an out of talent twat in a loud shirt And I’m a geezer that you trust to keep at arms length Half dead get your palm read on a park bench Alarms went (nee-naw nee-naw) In the yard shed, I know that Collin's right but I believe what Noir said Guitar swinging off my brother's back Fuck a dad we work together and we love him back Nobs like you were think you're slippery and clever But one sly move I treat you differently for ever Nobs like you were think you're slippery and clever But one sly move I treat you differently for ever Nobs like you were think you're slippery and clever But one sly move I treat you differently for ever Nobs like you were think you're slippery and clever But one sly move I treat you differently for ever I'm smooth, like a motherfucking well buttered boot up your bitches ass Mid-game, leaning on me pimp cane While I twist me 'tache Lift me glass, relax, and pick a pass Moving slow but I'm thinking fast I'm in a different class I'll blasted out the pussy like Goku With a cold brew and landed in the middle of the dole queue Built a rat on the spot, and smoked a whole Q Rocking the same tracksuit since 02 Devouring cold stew out of an old shoe And then I put it on soaked through I pimp limp and half step over your whole crew Intimidating players like Jonah Lomu It's just something I made up but it's so true In church donating fivers we sniffed coke through I'm a piece of shit with a gold hue If you want something not doing I'm your go to I suppose you already knew, two cans of Kezzy and a strawberry chew But why you here though really? Relax, kick back, let your beard grow curly Arm round a crate like we're oldest chums Smoking lungs looking at pictures of old smoker's lungs Nobs like you were think you're slippery and clever But one sly move I treat you differently for ever Nobs like you were think you're slippery and clever But one sly move I treat you differently for ever Nobs like you were think you're slippery and clever But one sly move I treat you differently for ever Nobs like you were think you're slippery and clever But one sly move I treat you differently for ever Aus Songtexte Mania