Behjz Boyz - Mexicana Ft. Peacemaker & OJ Fruiter lyrics

[Intro: MC Marge] Yo It's MC Marge again 2016 first recording Behjz Boyz Watch out [Verse 1: MC Marge] I'm a weird motherf**er flow slow like bu*ter Isolated state of mind like an ice road trucker I'm elusive but loud like a wa*kered gra** hopper Greedy c*nt, ready meal, TV dinner, tele-shopper It's not proper, the way that I behave Drinking all day and trying to escape I put my hands in the fire just to feel the f**ing flame So say what you want I know I'm f**ing deranged And I'm becoming estranged, this isn't a game I feel like I'm the pilot of a crashing aeroplane Neck a pint full of cheap beer and hope for the best sh** my times up, peace out, God bless [Hook: FlenD.M.A] This is Mexicana, Smoking marijuana Spiritual king of karma chronic father farmer Daddy farmer chronic, these bars I'm always on it In the outback spittin' bars and sippin' gin and tonic This is Mexicana, Smoking marijuana Spiritual king of karma chronic farmer father Daddy farmer chronic, these bars I'm always on it In the outback spittin' bars and sippin' gin and tonic This is Mexicana, growing weed in the out back With some bad straps, We'll shoot you down (bang bang) Behjz Boyz on this outback track with the new sound This is Mexicana, growing weed in the out back With some bad straps, We'll shoot you down (bang bang) Behjz Boyz on this outback track with the new sound [Verse 2: OJ Fruiter] I wake up in a hay bail, sweating my bean off I must have been quite lean off the green that remains around the scene I might have been here for quite some time, I'm late for Behjz Boyz and I've lost my rhymes Theres a growing pain, right down to my chest From the blistering heat of the Wild West I'm sunburnt and I've learnt who you can't trust, the crackhead cowboys selling d** and smelling like the rust I don't remember much after that, my memories fading and I don't have a gat Eventually I get up and walk around Shame there isn't a road in this baron town [Verse 3: ProtoType] Whats the difference between the Behjz Boyz and them? We're like a sky scraper they're like a crack den Find out where you live and then we'll come to your flat then Shoot you in the back with the matte black Mac-10 Writing with a fat pen, drawing on your cats head Kidnap your fat friend and leave them in a bag dead Driving on a black ped, drive it through your dads shed Rhyming like a crack head dead with a stabbed chest My pars are so large cause I stole your mums bars Smashed her head with a vase and got put behind bars I aimed for the moon but made it to the stars For f** sake I forgot, I left my phone on charge [Hook: FlenD.M.A] [Verse 4: Doomzday] When I'm relaxed in my zone, I go into a trance Staying chill now b**h I don't wanna dance Get monopoly and gain some large property Gamble dollar on Covern Garden like a lottery I always wanna be the dealer its my profession Its the betting gets me crazy like an obsession When I snap back to reality to where I wanna go Just look forward to [?] where I wanna flow [?] hitting like a prodigys, one believes two receives high on epiphanies One day you'll see me rise up on the throne I'm hearing [?] fat face bullsh** on the phone Give me crazy excuse of how it won't work Your blindness is creating a world thats going berzerk Get down get loud get on it like sonic, laid back listen to some tunes and gin and tonic Yeah yeah, big spliffs, like mary jane.. [Verse 5: Epileptic Spit (Formerly Spazztik)] Spazztik I'm chilling in the outback Smoking blunts like riff raff Popping pills like tic tacs [?] some nik-naks [?] pick up a penguin, with a f**ing cat flap I'll gas when you gas back your tracks wack like a fat slap Bad luck like a black cat Terrible bars yeah you got bad raps I ain't taking slack I'll bounce back Blow up like ISIS I'm f**ing Barack I'm back on this track [?] I racking, lines, behind the bike shed Punks not dead [Verse 6: Peacemaker] I'll welcome everybody to the wild wild west It's the Behjz Boyz, bunnin' that zest Smack the b**h, cause I'm wearing a vest No contest, don't you know I'm the best f** your test, there's no interest I'll twat you from a motherf**ing sniper's nest Tear open your chest and just flaunt the rest What didn't you hear? That I'm the best Snakes on a plane I'll use a bullet to the brain And I ain't sane so keep being vain until your shirt gets stained Your lacking in bed at least thats what she said My bars'll leave you dead while your girl gives head She wants what I've got my penny fits the slot Ha Ha Ha, you want me to stop? So now you women quiver can you feel the shiver As my 9 mil rips through your god damn liver I see you whither as I pull the trigger [Hook: FlenD.M.A]