Dirty Dike - I Ain't Got A Clue lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1] I'm about to phone your mum a cab Sober up your slag, don't open up your flange Here, smoke a bunch of skag Only joking, I'm your dad Pulling up on my bicycle Chased by the pigs like Nigel Brainwashed the kids to buy vinyl Pissing in urinals, the cycle of the system of survival Fighting off your sister Getting primal Acting all vaginal Trynna whack the titties in my eyeballs Seafood hangin' round my neck, what the heck Big fish for love and plus a crab for respect Proud to present an unannounced special guest None less than the stinging nettle sounds of my breath (Yes yes!) Stepping like a triple x s** pest, fresh Polishing the edges of my crepes Bollocks in a festival of stress Living off the promises and debts Problematic novices of.. [Hook] Money, Trust, Drugs, Love, Debt, Sex And I ain't got a clue why I live here Money, Trust, Drugs, Love, Debt And I ain't got a clue why I live here Money, Trust, Drugs, Love, Debt And I ain't got a clue why I live here Money, Trust, Drugs, Love, Debt, Sex And I ain't got a clue [Verse 2] Rappers stepping to me, they want to get some But most of them should go and eat a hand full of f**in' sh** s** a dick and tick accomplished on your bucket list And fist Cliff Richard with a rubber glove and oven mitt I miss this, Christmas, oh f** it hasn't come has it? Multiplied the summer by a tonne and fly a truck at it Poltergeist are coming by, dungeon for the f** of it [?] I'll fill it up with stolen bikes, d**, plus some other bits I see the fake in your physical shape Give me a break, you're lyrically living in shame This sh** is a game, I'm winning cause I live in it mate You ain't committed, more addicted to your minimum wage A slippery snake, I slither in a figure of eight And take your dame out for dinner, make her sit in the rain [?] Think I'm ashamed? Mate I take a piss on the stage Simple and plain, I don't know why I live in this place [Hook] Money, Trust, Drugs, Love, Debt, Sex And I ain't got a clue why I live here Money, Trust, Drugs, Love, Debt And I ain't got a clue why I live here Money, Trust, Drugs, Love, Debt And I ain't got a clue why I live here Money, Trust, Drugs, Love, Debt, Sex And I ain't got a clue