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letra de theysay - bill shakes x king grubb x lee scott

[verse 1: bill shakes]
walk in your lounge and put me feet up
i couldn’t give three f-cks
switch your loud for grit and bounce
tear the roof off when i’m in the house
with your spouse on the couch sweet jesus
freak g*nius swinging meat cleavers
beefers turn to vegans
i don’t need a reason to make steven even
found some lost possessions, wasn’t messin’
head to colin crescent for the vodka session
omnipresent, liquor lout, fishing out d-nks
swimming in guiness stout
down and out but up the rovers
roll a splab with me court summons notice
i’m cutting lines and cutting corners
wake me up when sunday’s over

[hook]
they say i’m crazy
it’s just a phase
they say i’m lazy
but i’m getting paid

[verse 2: king grubb]
gorilla glue got me stuck to the couch
puffin’ an ounce when there’s nothing about
yo what the f-ck is a drought? you struggle without
i muster a 5 star munch from the random stuff in my house
you’re looking like wow magic, as i slaughter a cow
brown the onions and smoke a fat spliff, fantastic
name a strain, i’ve had it
no contam sh-t, match fit even though i don’t practice
and it’s not your fault you’re wack
that’s why it’s so tragic
i only sleep to recover from the smoke damage
deep only not at all, took my eye off the ball
don’t ask me what the score is, what’s it all for kid?
i don’t know or care but won’t forfeit
until i got my own warship, explosive
going out with a bang getting the escorts in
cotdam grubb you’re the man, yeah no sh-t

[hook]
they say i’m crazy
it’s just a phase
they say i’m lazy
but i’m getting paid

[verse 3: lee scott]
emotional music for prozium users
pull your sleeves up show me your bruises
in the flat since they banned smoking in boozers
kicking back while you toast to your rulers
silencing the lambs, tribalistic fans
melting through me flesh when i cry into me hands
up in arms, high fives with bl–dy palms
frantically munching calms like lucky charms
a breakfast fit a king… of the paupers
burning evidence in his straw fortress
one car garage with four porsches in it
pour the fiddich and racewalk towards me limit
with the spirit of kerry saxby
get a taxi to the podium, i know i’ll win
no point wasting energy and time
sh-t’s real cos i said it in a rhyme

[hook]
they say i’m crazy
it’s just a phase
they say i’m lazy
but i’m getting paid

- bill shakes x king grubb x lee scott

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