Dirty Dike - You Can Sing Till You're Blind lyrics

[Verse 1: Dirty Dike] I think of my decisions and the way I used to be I am nothing but the rhythm and some music on a beat I'm a grain on this planet, I was stupid to believe In the fame, in the panic, in this music that I speak A marked man, no big deal, I start making it Take a bit of time out to find out what nature is Since the age of 6, everyday I take the piss *But you can see the pain I've caused and lately I'm ashamed of it* Shave your tits is the kind of sh** I take to chicks You can use your hand now to raise and hit my face with it God knows I deserve at least a slap You've heard of me, the twat, who's being dirty with his raps Flirting with a bag of d** I've learned to give an actual f** And turned around the maggots in my head and left the madness stuck f**, is this me becoming a man? Nah, is just a frisbee to jock at the fans [Hook x2: Dirty Dike] And you can sing 'till you're blind I'll be sitting here swigging gin by the pint Driving visions in your face with the word knife Digging out my lyrics from my brain with a burnt spike [Verse 2: Dirty Dike] This is one false stream plus a couple of sick quotes I surf on that sh**, rubber duck or a sinked boat A troublesome kid, but I struggle to switch old I feel like I'm at my show juggling discos *Oh, sh*** And where the uncle Buck my drink go? And why's that c*nt trying to bum that sick flow? 'Cause hip-hop to me is slowly melting in a pit of moan I'm still sitting pissed at home, trying to leave this sh** alone Still figuring sh**, I'm in a pickle shivering Swigging gin thinking what a mystery my liver's been Straight up solid abuse, properly bruised It's way beyond a hobby and I'm sorry to prove What dirtbag, scum-s**ing, piece of sh** lambdagger Rapping 'bout the pork salute mally like a mad wa*ker Tit grabber, nipple twister with a ma**ive mouth Still trying to bang your little sister in your dad's about [Hook x2: Dirty Dike]