Jon-Con - Mudness lyrics

VERSE 1 I'm in the game 'till the wheels fall off I feel trapped If I puncture you'll re-tyre so you know you need Jack Few seconds let you understand that And in that allotted time I'm a go get my strap Strallabeezy fam take it easy There's bare face don't care who see's me Don't want to get greezy but fam please move the decimel Your sk**s next to mine are like infinitesimal So.....um I need the correct pay in the correct way Will select direct shot won't select stray Won't be accidental but incidental in your demise i'll be implemental Then.....gone speed off in the rental Dkeelo at the wheel Don't ask me how I feel fam I feel real Because I know you thought you had this Untill you realised rudeboy I'm on a madness CHORUS Rudeboy I'm on a madness Don't tell your mum rudeboy I'm on a madness Don't tell my mum rudeboy I'm on a madness Go get your gun rudeboy I'm on a maaaaaaaaaaaaadness I'm on a madness Don't tell the heads rudeboy I'm on a madness Go make your bed rudeboy I'm on a madness Don't tell the feds rudeboy i'm on a maaaaaaaaaaaaaadness VERSE 2 Fade to obscurity observation will show you that I don't need security As long as I got my strap then then the premise is secure to me That's all that matters You n******gs need to scatter like the shotgun cartridge Ain't talking megadrive when I'm talking blow the cartridge Your lucky your alive that's a good enough dive You know similar to Drogba see an*lyse my verses this is my dogma Still here? I find that laudible almost applaudable But to be here shouldn't be in your thoughts at all I'm a merk you and I won't get caught at all Or even get court at all Cameras running but we know it never caught it all Straps boras yeah fam we brought it all I know your pissed Because I know you thought you had this Untill you realised ruderboy I'm on a madness CHORUS Rudeboy I'm on a madness Don't tell my mum rudeboy I'm on a madness Do't tell your mum rudeboy I'm on a madness Go get your gun rudeboy I'm on a maaaaaaaaaaadness I'm on a madness Don't tell the heads rudeboy I'm on a madness Go make your bed rudeboy I'm on a madness Don't tell the feds rudeboy I'm on a maaaaaaaaaaadness VERSE 3 Gunshot alone won't relieve the stress Too busy trying to impress your empress Or tempt your temptress Hope your stick's in your bird's nest Then you want to talk like it's all bless I'll tell you s** your mum like incest Which may be hard for you to ingest But everything I say is serious it's not in jest Your in the amateur ranks this is the protest Step in the club they be leaving Cos they believe him When he says it's something hot your receiving If you try to decieve him That goes for attempted robbery's or any type of thieving Listen fam your not a critic your a listener You don't know what's sick or ill like medical practioner I know your pissed Because I know you thought you had this Untill you realised rudeboy I'm on a madness CHORUS Rudeboy I'm on a madness Don't tell your mum rudeboy I'm on a madness Don't tell my mum rudeboy I'm on a madness Go get your gun rudeboy I'm on a maaaaaaaaaaaaadness I'm on a madness Don't tell the heads rudeboy I'm on a madness Go make your bed rudeboy I'm on a madness Don't tell the feds rudeboy i'm on a maaaaaaaaaaaaaadness