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Parrowdice Lyrics[Intro]
And when I get so fucking upset I don't bother bloodclaat talk English bumboclaat grammar
'Cause dem ting a get me very bumboclaat upset...zeen?
And all because...you know why?
I am not singing 'darling, I bloodclaat love you, and come shake my rass and I'll come swim the ocean and climb the mountain'
Zeen!
And that not going to change me, seen
Because I...am going to kill...the fuckry out there
And people is going to be in demand for the truth
People is sick and tired of hearing 'bumboclaat, get down, shake your fucking booty', zeen
People sick and tired of hearing 'darling I bloodclaat love you'
You turn on the fucking radio twenty-four bumboclaat hours a day
You 'ear 'darling, I love you'...a man singing...
A man wouldn't sing to the almighty a raasclaat
'im love a woman more than the creator, who create the Sun, the Moon and the bumboclaat star
I sick and tired of hearing that bumbo-bloodclaat, zeen!
[Verse 2: Klashnekoff]
Yo, yo, as we travel through
Trial and Tribulation Avenue
Destination Xanadu, smokin' a zoot
Drinkin' Jack Dan's and Malibu, flammable sidewalks
Where guys walk like cyborgs, the minds walk, scorched with polluted force
I sought resolution
Then I swore retribution for brae's abusin' this music
Like it was boozin'
They left battered and bruised from the Terra Firm movement
T stands for...
The F for further improvement
'Cause life can teach so much if you're a willin' student (Yeah)
I know it seems deep and at times life's confusin'
Your whole world's tremblin' like aeroplanes collidin' with high skyrises
How many more lives before we realise there's a crisis? I cry red mist
But still live with the will to climb Everest
Livin' in this friggin' world full of pessimists
Reminiscin' on days ravin' in Pegasus
Where brae's get popped, police askin' where the weapon is
Welcome to the East Maze, this is where the Devil lives..
(So far yeah, you know the saga)
Yeah, where little kids peddle shit
And settle sick situations with a metal stick, leave you stiff
This world stands and contaminated
With biological hatred, it's blatant
Morpheus tried to show you in The Matrix
But was you watchin' the beanie or clockin' for the agents
Practice pure patience, produces pure payment
While puny little prento's are a pain in the anus
Fuck aimin' to be famous, I'm aimin' two flamers at Tony Blair's face first
Worst comes to worse, blud, I'll kidnap his neighbours
[Post-Verse: Klashnekoff]
That's my word blud, trust
Yeah
[Chorus: Klashnekoff]
Parrowdice
Parrow days, parrow nights
A paradox where shots leave brae's paralysed
My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites
Don't wanna die in this man-made parrowdice
[Pre-Verse: Kyza]
Yo, check it
[Verse 2: Kyza]
And though I've woken up to reality, it feels like I'm still asleep
Still it seems like I'm trapped in the illest dream
Shit is sweet in the minds of these timid sheep
It's parrowdice and life is the biggest beach
My inners deep as I step through these wicked streets
Figures bleedin' to death when the trigger squeeze
Killers' dreams are in tune to the killers' theme
Sinners weep at the sound of my vivid speech
I drag bittersweet milk from my mother's breast
Young and vexed, livin' in the trail of my brother's mess
I was only a yout' when I discovered sex
A ghetto romance, we would hold hands in the lovers nest
Jah-Jah bless me with my own wish
And that's to prosper and hold it
Up for the soldiers I roll with, I'm weak, feelin' so sick
I sip A Touch of Fruit Volvic, I know this
Life is fuckery as I grin and grimace
In my mirror image
Tryna deal with my inner feelings
My will is illest 'cause I'm still a realist
I'm done severin' ties so it's time to start buildin' bridges
'Nuff tings I haffi leave behind
I redefined my plans, blud, freed my mind
I feel inclined to read in between the lines
Through the day that I found what I seek to find
where shots leave brae's paralysed
My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites
Don't wanna die in this man-made parrowdice
Parrowdice, parrow days, parrow nights
A paradox where shots leave brae's paralysed
My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites
Don't wanna die in this man-made parrowdice
[Verse 3: Skriblah Dan Gogh]
Yo, only death'll recollect
From birth my umbilical cord is like a noose around my abdominal around my neck
In retrospect the deckers scenarios
And my life reside, destined for strife, I slit wrists due to a life I don't know
I'm hungry and I haven't eaten, but I'm scared 'cause there's only apple trees in this 'Fools Garden of Eden'
Plus there's cyanide in the seeds
But I've devoured apples so fast my skins turnin' blue and I'm startin' to bleed
Call me vindictive but what's in a name
A rose by any other designation still smells the same
I came to a fork in the road, I took the middle path
My heart broken so bad man needed a skin graft
I laughed at my bad luck and carried on walkin' to my goal
Though most of my soul was gone
Fell from Heaven, tormented in Hell, locked in the cell
While knives fell, mouth stitched, I passed the L
Throat and wrist slit twice with double edged cleavers
To show Satan's doin' to all the non-believers
Not even Jesus wanted to be my fuckin' saviour
'Cause he knows I favour the feelin' of dyin' by bad behaviour
Crave the sensation of dark forces
Lurin' the root of evil from even the source of the roots sources
where shots leave brae's paralysed
My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites
Don't wanna die in this man-made parrowdice
Parrowdice, parrow days, parrow nights
A paradox where shots leave brae's paralysed
My life's a paradigm surrounded by bare crime
Don't wanna dead in this man-made parrowdice
Man-made parrowdice
What!
Material parrowdice
Yeah!<div
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