Contact Play - Fingers In Your Nose lyrics

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Contact Play - Fingers In Your Nose lyrics

Performed by Mr. Key Verse One Mister thick ill his fate Im still sick an depraved With a pick and a spade I sit diggin' a grave Man you dont even need to read the ink on my page You can see the truth written in my grimacing face When I Listen to the sh** that you make Theres six million ways to piss in your face And choose one my whole crews coming through unscrewed Singin' f** you you f** you and f** you Its who Mr. Key from the SMB Not the type a prick to claim that im the best Mc See who wants to be an Mc not me Some people seem to think that thats a bit off key But i drop a freestyle whenever wherever Mashed up on acid tabs chattin' bare cheddah For the fun of it Another grubby kid from the rubbish tip I love to spit give a f** you can s** a dick If im f**ing sh** spit bars on the jokes one If you aint havin' no fun go home son your so glum (Screamo piss take) Cant remember why you rate this But reckon your the greatest I reckon im degenerate and wasted And still come heavier than anything im faced with Yes im an escapist The sweaty little eight Steppin' in and disrespecting everything you rate Chorus x2 So put your fingers in your nose If you love Hip Hop And if you dont Break that you can s** this co*k I be pickining my bogies and crusty snot Disgusting slugs and slow Blowin' up your spot. (What the f** you got) Verse Two Im the opposite type A hot rock in the pipe Hob goblin Eyes shot wobblin' by I wipe my snot rocks on the work that i write Got proper supply and stop rocking the mic A lot of the time you see me floppin' its fine Rock shows so f**ed i forgot all my lines And so what Yeah your probably right But its two for a fiver on bottles of rite And three for seven quid (Ahh yeah!) Lets go twos on that and start there I swear you dont know me Nobody knows me Im home alone with a nose full of bogies And bogus show ponies Ive thrown in my chokey I can flow blows like a focused shinobi And bling is for the posies, posers and phonies Acting the twat at the rap kareoke show So lets go toe to toe But i thrown no blows man i blow my nose Overdose, the bunged up piss our tease Mr. Key pickin' boogers like Biz Markie. Repeat Chorus x2