Lee Scott - WH1PLASH lyrics

[Verse 1] Burnt out then I rose from the ash heap To uncork chaos and blag MONEY Lack sleep too much noise on this damn street Kids givin their dads cheek In the alleyway booting a ball, roaring, all mornin' Crazy Pam tryna' kick next doors door in Looked slow, until I got drunk an puffed dro Then transformed like Melvin Junko No one asked me sh** but I'm yellin' "f** no!" A good kid, would rather get rich sellin' d** tho Give me room to let me nuts grow Cursing the world like the owner of a freshly stubbed toe Intellectual chav rap, dressed in umbro With a kez an tux though Yo, I'm the man let ye mum know Ready, f** a set unless it's Blah Records; just go! [Chorus] It's that 616 for the kids sh** Walkin' round town with a thrown and a cig lit If you're down then you're down if you're not though it's sound I'll be lost in clouds (gettin' lifted) It's that 616 for the kids sh** Walkin round town with a thrown and a cig lit If you're down then you're down if you're not though it's sound [Verse 2] If you don't know us, we're some broke old thugs I don't have a gold tooth yet but me logo does So what, what do you want to be rich for? You can have mad sh** and still be piss poor I blag a bit, then a bit more The sh**'s raw like a crack house in store Lad I could bunk a f**ing rickshaw And cold sag then take it all back When they're closing the cell door Like "don't do it!" if it's not worth going to hell for It's going off once the tea's brewed f** you and I probably mean to be rude In a bleak mood Freezer full of reformed, pre-chewed, weed fiend, teen food (So) when it's time to feast You don't need ask me twice, you need to ask me like; twenty times at least! [Chorus] It's that 616 for the kids sh** Walkin' round town with a thrown and a cig lit If you're down then you're down if you're not though it's sound I'll be lost in clouds (gettin' lifted) It's that 616 for the kids sh** Walkin round town with a thrown and a cig lit If you're down then you're down if you're not though it's sound I'll be lost in the clouds [Verse 3] I need to ease this stiff neck and mid back pain So I got a gold chain with me whiplash claim And aim to get rich with this last grain And not lose me head like Charlie Vincent in Black Rain We are but a droplet in the ocean Trying to sell the same old empty bottle of emotion Writing this like; Why the f** am I writing this like? Don't try an eat too many blue Smarties an choke If you don't get the sh** you're probably part of the joke Second place; first loser With nothing to do like an out of work Doozer That reminds me of the good old days Walking down the bus roads blazed Shrugging life off like; "what a b**h!" I know where Wally is but I'm not a snitch [Chorus] It's that 616 for the kids sh** Walkin round town with a thrown an a cig lit If ye down then ye down if ye not though it's sound I'll be lost in clouds (lifted) It's that 616 for the kids sh** Walkin round town with a thrown an a cig lit If ye down then ye down if ye not though it's sound I'll be lost in clouds