Made You Look

I bell your Mum up
Tell her to smack your bum up
And shut the fuck up
Stuck the landing wonky and forgot to rhyme
My scheme's obtuse and out of time
Little of what I say makes sense at the best of times
I only show what I want to shine
So those that clock the shock factory
Track to make it fine
6 figure stick prick snatcher waste of time
Sell it for a dime sit back and sip a gin with lime
I feel possessed
By the spirits of this world
To hurl the issues I address
Press till it sticks next
My adhesive flow
Only tested by my over zealous though process
Yes
I'm up next in this bitch ass stick up of a sesh
Known as life and death
My last breath's what I'm hear for
Quest for the rest
No rest till I wrestle what I want from the near forth

I agree with the lord
The lord
All working together
All working together
Say yeah
I agree with the lord
The lord
All working together
All working together
Sing sing

I'm ripping the ball out the tip of the pen and sampling the sound
Bending it back around
Looping unbound found my new leash and proud
Beast pound my chest till the red ink's fresh
And dip my finger in the pool to spell out the rest
So now you know that I flow with heart and spit with chest
Revel in dark mad pits of self interest
So when the words emerge and I interject
With spurts and specs of my life learnt intellect
Or beg to differ from your MO
No
I don't give a shit
Hello from bellow
It's nice hear make your high horse mellow
Come take a break stake to make a for turn fellow. I'm a
True believer in the game if they see you playing
Oh shit I said it again, not ripping the bong or sipping it straight
So why am I still fucking up?
I switched lanes to shift the pain but the same shit bubbles up
Oh my fucking god

I agree with the lord
The lord
All working together
All working together
Say yeah
I agree with the lord
The lord
All working together
All working together
together sing sing

Sing
Sing together
together sing sing
Yeah
Sing sing

Driving now fiver hours straight but the feeling don't dissipate
Face fate but can't cope I anticipate high things to crash down
And things once profound
Participate in dissipating out to smashing sounds
The ball don't keep rolling
I hit the ground and found
Nothing controlling me but me I see through the deepest depths
Disgraced by the key points I know rule the rest
Free we the people
Phones are lethal
New steeple for the fallen men and evil
I peep peeps revealing in the faecal state of the world
Exploiting what they can from target ads
Furled information pads
A book on you
Shifted to the highest bidder every word is true
And everybody knew but no one cared
It's easier to melt into your screen than face the stares