Lee Scott - Twothousands lyrics

[[VERSE 1]] Coming straight out the f**in dungeons of rap Face down under the trap, should of stayed down In a bit kidda, skip the hugs and thanks Whole family scouse but I've got love for the Mancs I'm just a scruffy Sunny Runny cat so To a scouser I'm a wooly back though I pa**ed go too fast to catch the cash Now I'm sitting on a mountain of ciggy stubbs, tapping ash Corned beef hash Rushy tash pushing pa**ed Reminscing like; "f** the past!" Just a bored kid kicking a can that grew into a man That has trouble trying to stick to the plan Cause I'm too busy chipping a gram and not giving a damn And wondering how many pigs you can fit in a van Don't trust it if it isn't a scam I walked out the house amped And told the happy children to scram Might be big in Japan, who knows? Bitter like a blue nose Cause I can't buy new clothes with kudos You can try though Philosophical conscious rap for your mind, hoe! [[Chorus]] Everybody wants a piece of the pie but Their too content sippin' two percent, chillin' Unwillin' to walk up to the window sill an' take a slice Don't do it, pay the price X 2 [[VERSE 2]] Spent the whole week, next to no sleep I went to splash some cold water on me face but now I'm getting cold feet Regretful as I'm turning the tap This is fuzzy telly, metal hanger aerial rap Where nothing's what it seems to be I have yet to make sense of a single manic episode and I'm on season 3 I'm not sure if I agree with me, have you no decency Grimy when I don't even mean to be Tweedle Dumb choked Tweedle Dee to d**h For a pack of cigarettes some gum and a change of scenery This year was one big blur I'm wonderin if this lump in me mouth has always bin there Giro in me hand in the post office queue while ye kids stare Owe me soul to the dole The boiler broke months ago so I'm puffing dro in the cold You can see your breath in the flat I'm freezing, even though me skins burning from an eczema attack You can only sigh Having dealers off and getting high on me own supply (2005) [[Chorus]] Everybody wants a piece of the pie but Their too content sippin' two percent, chillin' Unwillin' to walk up to the window sill an' take a slice Don't do it, pay the price X 2