Dirty Dike - Strange Alias lyrics

[Verse 1: Dirty Dike] It's the Mr. Melonskin Sicker than he's ever been And this time your sister's been slipping into bed with him So is the b**h intelligent? That sh**'s irrelevant He's tickling her belly ring and whispering and staring in her Eyes I think, but her thighs are nicer And the half price cider is right inside So it's a tight decider, he lies right beside her While his eyes shine white like there's fire inside A nice guy if he tried, he tries never kids Negatives fly by his life like he's never lived So high, well ahead of spliffs "Well enough of this" Back to the muffin tits and a fat jug of piss Fanny slap rubber lips Gash f** s**ing sh** Love it b**h, what I need to twat and some oven chips Sudden twitch, he's cumming in your mother's hips Cuddling her under the covers when your husband jips Off to work this office jerk lost his bird Cause he got f**ing tossed and burnt So when the frost emerged, he lost his words, "What!" And the cost of it shown in his posture curve "So whats it worth?" A half priced melonskin suit with a charlie supply through a medicine tube Intelligence bruised and now he's back in a sandstorm And there's no backing down from a casual mad thought To smashing her back doors of animal slag who*es And come on man we all know that you've had yours And thats why I'm sit tight in my melonskin Separate me from the world that the devils in The slumber of ketamine, but fun isn't everything Love isn't wedding rings nor is it match made Heavens in a sad game, destined to cascade I just rap to express, but that's lame [Verse 2: Edward Scissortongue] We get [?] Marshall B-Clash, on a street dash Self reclaimed relapse up on the weed hash Whos back? Scratch tracks like a heat rash Hatch the sweet raps for the back packing anoraks So just relax, wrap a ten sack of the greens Smite, get smash worse then the Jeep crash Three cacks, scallywags streak on the people in sea labs Lean back, shoot swoops like Steve Nash These facts, mind from the darkest of minds My timeline times 9 equals awesome designs Can't find dark sides of the moon where I stride Booze 'till I'm blind, abuse the white pigeons and pint "It's alright" I know I'm destined for the harshest demise Like a meteorite piercing the sky and breaking my spine My life reminds me daily of the stupidest sights Like summer riding a bike down [?] without any lights Will cypher the size of great infamy Follow the light, but finds the gods who got it in for me From adulthood to infancy Scrutinise the paragraphs until my f**ing eyeballs bleed Realign the symmetry with symphonies Cause it's the same old sentiment Education of the evidence is irrelevant Just beat the pestilence Oh man I roll like a hell-a-bent elephant With the four elements in [?] "It's evident" Penguins in eloquence in my city scape As the city wakes I'm on the rooftop spitting hate Pretty patterns over gritty breaks At a later day Slip away like the hell [?] So sit and wait 'till you're all in a silly state Having dreamy days on your purple haze on a daze Take a city break Get away, chill, swim in lakes Blissfully [?] from the sickest grapes It's the craze Just another sort of way to lose it Loose lead movement Loose, the tunes stupid To me, frequently the mic's like a rubix That's why I'm constantly lost in this monkey puzzle music I say "It's the craziest, another sort of way to lose it" Loose lead movement Loose, the tunes stupid To me, frequently the mic's like a rubix That's why I'm constantly lost in this monkey puzzle music