Werd N Deeko (S.O.S.)

Bomb Threat
[Werd:] This is Werd n Deeko Scotland UK to Iowa US This is a B-side beat [Deeko:] I grab your neck to grab your attention I am a bastard Rip out your eardrum if you don't recognize the accent I dinny think your comprehending or understanding Put us over the rest interpreted as a fraction You hurting us when asking what happened to the mixtape What happened to the people that said it would never happen Coming up with the tracks the best Scotland's got to offer We the number one franchise beat the Loch-ness Monster We north of the border but we planning to expand Want to blow so we doing ciphers with Taliban Went to the record companies who wanna sign us am Trying to pull strings and climb the charts like am Spiderman I'm fucked-in my writers hand It's not masturbation When I move on new tracks like Edinburgh city station Edinburgh cities favorite we are top two dead or alive And that's just off the first mixtape [Werd:] SongtexteA lyricist rapper emcee slash writer Slash faces a fighter tighter than virgin vaginas Son am brighter fire for joints call me lighter Kick the mic like miters till you dig it like miners It's off the hook like miners when they breaking the law Am no a battle rapper rather pager breaking your jaw Scotland we breaking the wall we're the illest you saw Want to play a fucking game we make it sicker than Saw Cause dead in the middle of little Edinburgh city we stay busy But we're still no heard of like a sound fucking bizzy It's a pity pretty nippy and shitty But we knew it was tricky Get sick eh all you typically picky little kitties Plus I wouldn't waste a little bitty pitiful breath Trying to amend if I offend in the text Dead class bomb threats hit the club and best bets We gets nights jumping like they where on chess sets Aus Songtexte Mania