Roachee - SITH Lord lyrics

Yo, yo, yo [First verse] Look who it isn't Yes Mr Roach is still itching This is abnormal living And I give them all the shivers I'm like a shark amongst fishes And I still get daft with the biscuit Don't get me started, I won't finish None of you arses could ever merk Richard I've drafted a hitlist You was asking for it Giving it the biggun so a 64 got written I'm not around hugs and kisses I'm around thugs and prison Blud, you mugs better listen I'll make a pa** at your missus I don't give a ras, I'll play my position [Chorus] SITH Lord, selling smack for cash Bangers and mash Snatch a stash A Rasta gash SITH Lord, I'm black, I'm black Wrap some cats Kicked and slapped Trackies and hats [Verse two] SITH Lord, means I'm still in the hood, delivering draws Ain't got money, I'm sticking him for it Blood spilling in war, thugged and unremorsive Guns on my doorstep Another boy just got 24 years, no chance of a mortgage Just bums and paupers SITH Lord, a real gritty performance Selling pills in the toilets to pay the bills the landlord's due in the morning Bill a zoot in Laura's if she's indoors It's not a three course ting, just chips and curry sauces Some of em just can't afford it SITH Lord, headgone recordings [Chorus] [Verse three] I do the graveyard shift while everybody's kipping A 9 to 5 just seems to be a mission So I'm out here slinging while the birds are singing, trying to get it in Whizzing around, dishing out the dinner Kitties getting thinner, pockets getting bigger It's a cold world we live in Winter season, the conditions horrific I was the only man that stood in the blizzard I hang around with gorillas Some of my goons are prolific This is not tunes and lyrics It's what we do for a living Rinse the clip until the clip's finished Check my CV if you think I'm kidding [Chorus x2]