Dreadlock p**y - Choirboys lyrics

What now Mr. Big Nuts Running your dirty mouth You didn't expect the game to be pulled out from under you And you were hosing it all right Spouting profanity left and right And you just could, and you just might End up spending the night with a couple of guys Entangled in a fistfight If that's entertainment to you sure You should know what you to do You call my mother a who*e again, I dare you (Come in, do it!) You sling those slurs out here again And you'll get nothing from this end There's not much left to spoil anymore (So start another verse!) As long as the numbers outweigh the consequence Let it out (do your worst!) What's there to say, that hasn't been heard before And what's there to say that could hurt us even more And we won't play your stupid game anymore So you better find a new sport to destroy And then there you are again Right out in the open for all to see Words of ma** destruction inked and released You boo and you hiss and you act like a twat When words start to hurt, they might strike back You really expect to get away with saying that there's rules and a limit But you had to cross that line If that's entertainment to you fine Just keep going along that line You call my woman a who*e again, I dare you (Come on, do it!) You call me a sheepf**er one more time, I dare you (Come on) You do that monkey I sound I double-dare you (Come on, do it!) You sling those slurs out here again And you'll get murder from this end (Come on) There's not much left to spoil anymore (So start another verse!) As long as the numbers outweigh the consequence Let it out (do your worst!) What's there to say, that hasn't been heard before And what's there to say that could hurt us even more And we won't play your stupid game anymore So you better find a new sport to destroy So how's that for a motherf**ing putdown? How's that for coming in and messing up our ground How's that for a goddamn comeback slap You can take it back to wherever the hell you're from