The Streets - Crying Game lyrics

[Verse 1: Professor Green] No religion, all I follow is my feet no psalms As far as holy water I would need a bath Even breathing stressing he didn't even ask So far pa**ed stressed that I can't even see the 'r'? His is as I am truly, high at times I'm ruly My minds screwed, and my moods blew as a lazuli? Add to that my heart isn't good I lie to these groupies Like I like em I don't like em I just like to get the goodies So disrespectful giving your chick a neck full, of salty water She sorta looks like she bit on a pretzle Sk**ed I'm pa**ed that, I'm past them Got that lemon pa** that, then you lucky if you see it pa**ed back [Hook] [Verse 2: The Streets] Never trust a man with two phones You couldn't throw Pro Green like you'd throw two stones And Pro Green knows, I'm in the gap in this market For the gafts and sharp wit, I laugh it off partly but Have to start to think, no parteners in this Just a part of the business, after the party is finished We part with a wish, Danny Dyer eating Paella, in that dire dwelling So badly wanted out, one more try on the selling The 80's dream was the fate of our scheme Me, Ted Mayhem and team, In sport we were taught to be sporting But in law we were courting something But don't rate me in the 80's we were naughty in the noughties There's a parroty, now I see, that's between charity I beat you at your peak, I'll beat you on the beak Ask me anything, many men end here Many never made lengths, I'll tell you when your spent Now you care for me You see it Mike, they think I speak as nice but I don't belive the hype Now you care for me Them man are idiots, there's no defeating us, soon they'll see that it's a *crying game* [Hook] [Verse 3: Professor Green] I'm on jet fuel, them man are on fumes, dizzy I guess them man are on shrooms I'm as bad as an animal got loose It's sticky in the manor? Oh when your moving Mike, why you still moving why? When they look at you like when you move Don't matter what you do with the mic