Lyrics Cocky Prick - Marx

I can't lie getting a five kinda knocked me for six
What if I'm on the wrong path and hip-hop isn't it?
But what I'm jotting is sick
And I came to do me, that's why I got in this bitch
Last year I did three, and to me they're all classics
Sixty-three shows in '18 mate, smashed it
So maybe quitting's kinda drastic
But my dreams of being massive, honestly I've surpassed it
East Hull essence with a Manchester energy
And so much of it you'd think they cloned another ten of me
Live close to the lines yo, this shit is like therapy
I'm sound with everyone, I don't need to make enemies
When Hell freezes over then I'll put down the pen
Mass disruption when the Government is shut down again
I'm the type to always suss out the ched
Blaze one and then stay tucked out in bed

Fuck with me dun, I'm infamous like '95 P
You can cop a CD for like 95p
It never got me rich but you could never stop me bitch
The cocky prick, from the HU double hockey sticks
This ain't no open mic, I'm infinite like '96 Em
Motivated for millions, stop at ninety-six M
The opposite of a crock of shit, tanning a rocky spliff
I'm old school, probably copy this straight to floppy disc

I could think of a million ways to tell you that I'm dope
Stretch to sixteen rows and hope that you cope
Rappers these days are jokes
Eighty quid gram of coke, but no beats 'cause they're broke, what?
But you see, ayo I understand completely
Sometimes the financial side truly defeats me
Not exclusively music, really life in general
At least I'm living free though, it beats life in general
I'll never be a millionaire on minimum wage
Might win the lottery but that isn't the same
I'm not living for plays, long as the bills getting paid
Experiencing paradise's problems like Britizen Kane
Denim battle jacket with the heavy metal patches on
Non-stop touring, I'm an extra sweaty vagabond
My cockiness got 'em sore, I suggest the savalon
I turn up, tan a bong, then it's Cilit Bang, I'm gone

Fuck with me dun, I'm infamous like '95 P
You can cop a CD for like 95p
It never got me rich but you could never stop me bitch
The cocky prick, from the HU double hockey sticks
This ain't no open mic, I'm infinite like '96 Em
Motivated for millions, stop at ninety-six M
The opposite of a crock of shit, tanning a rocky spliff
I'm old school, probably copy this straight to floppy disc