And now the widely anticipated
THE LUNAR CD!
THE LUNAR CD!
(Rapping in background)
It's Lunar C
The MP my crews elite
I'm 19
You're half the man I used to be
Usually I'm either high I'm or I'm pissed
I'm so retarded that I write with a lisp
No-one's as grimey as this
I punch your grandma in the spine for a fix
I got your wife in my crib
Ridin' my dick for a line in the sink
Personally I prefer a pint and a spliff
My favourite meal is vagina and chips
Minus the chips
You'll get tied up and whipped
With a vertical slice in your wrist
If you try to resist
For chattin' dog sh**
I'll attach your chin to your top lip
With a cross stitch
Creep up on your blind side and lob bricks
I hold a sh**e rhymer hostage
I write like I've lost it
I'm fly like a crotch zip
The fact that my flow is fresh as a bird
And I'm that rapper you give props to but don't respect as a person
Take the piss you'll be showin' your open chest to a surgeon
After I send a fist for your solar plexus and sternum
If you're married to the game you should get divorced
Coz she's a desperate who*e
A dirty sket I caught septic sore
These days I sleep alone next to a chest of drawers
Full of ket to snort
By night I ride a headless horse
Or spend my time molesting dwarfs
And directing p**n for leprechauns
Rest a**ured
I'm not mad I just forget the laws
When I'm stressed or bored
I checked a morgue
And s** a corpse
Who's high off meta-morphine
I'd probably be on a mental ward
f** fresh lyrics
I've got a foisty flow
It's explicit
I'll make physics
For s** clinics
Because their skets in it
I get digits and bounce before my test finished
You should feel honoured that you get to enter
The epicentre
You're blessed to venture
Into the mind of a mental member
Stroke s** offender
Bad breath from the last time that I ate placenta
If you're from the north west I'm meant to represent ya
Start the Lunar session
I'm so skilful I abuse progression
Now I have to either to take a new direction or improve perfection