paroles de chanson Fine - Chester P , Jam Baxter
Damn,
must've
nodded
off
Kinda
drunk
still,
up
'till
wrong
o'clock
Cooking
that
prize-winning
pimped-out
finger
food
Bite-sized
brain
gristle
swimming
in
a
witch's
brew
Pull
the
old
switcharoo
When
I
swap
a
man's
life
for
a
string
of
huge
Failures,
loosely
arranged
in
a
little
room
Buried
in
obscurity,
lit
by
a
gibbous
moon
File
that
straight
under
wasted,
it's
them
lot
A
best-of
collection
of
dead
flops
I'm
repping
for
the
S-dot-N-dot
beastly
Mind
got
sharper,
flesh
got
greasy
My
eyes
sunk
a
little
and
the
rest
got
leaky
So
I
flung
the
spittle
at
your
head-top,
creepy
As
ever,
slumped
down
deep
in
the
cellar
Warming
up
another
batch
free
for
a
tenner
We've
been
on
this
dark
path
missioning
for
time
And
I
ain't
gonna
lie
- fam
I'm
doing
fine
Looking
like
a
lightbulb
hidden
in
the
slime
Still
I'm
on
the
grind
- a
man's
gotta
shine
Even
when
it
seems
like
I'm
living
in
a
mess
I
ain't
gonna
stress
- bruv
I'm
all
blessed
Looking
like
a
lab
rat
scratching
at
the
nest
And
none
of
us
has
slept
- we
still
stay
fresh
Aah,
not
again
Why
you
trying
to
climb
that
rotten
stem
The
winds
up
here
tear
skin
from
forgotten
men
Washed
from
the
memories
of
time,
there's
a
lot
of
them
But
it
takes
a
bigger
man
to
fool
me
Than
some
blagger
bragging
'bout
his
Christmas
cracker
jewellery
React
cruelly,
file
it
under
F
for
Fraud
If
less
is
more
I'm
more
or
less
the
richest
bredder
ever
born
And
you
can
smell
the
lack
of
currency
Wafting
round
my
lair
man,
it's
customary
To
nod
that
skull
of
yours
and
question
your
life
When
we
drop
that
ton
of
raw
flesh
from
a
height
Never
seen,
by
man
nor
beast
Nor
robotic-suit
villain,
nor
slack-jawed
freak
Like
me,
and
if
you
take
nothing
from
the
bar
Just
remember
that
I'm
fine,
star...
you
see
it's
like
We've
been
on
this
dark
path
missioning
for
time
And
I
ain't
gonna
lie
- fam
I'm
doing
fine
Looking
like
a
lightbulb
hidden
in
the
slime
Still
I'm
on
the
grind
- a
man's
gotta
shine
Even
when
it
seems
like
I'm
living
in
a
mess
I
ain't
gonna
stress
- bruv
I'm
all
blessed
Looking
like
a
lab
rat
scratching
at
the
nest
And
none
of
us
has
slept
- we
still
stay
fresh
Roll
up
stressy
and
bun
skunk
Ealk
bow-legged
and
punch-drunk
Pour
both
kegs
with
drunk
monks
Broke
both
legs,
a
hump
slumped
up
in
the
dumps
Trunk
sucked
on
my
spunk
drunk
Shrinks
shrank
when
my
sixth
sense
stunt
stumped
Some
sick
blench(?)
chumps
front
me
for
unc's
lunch
Bugs
Bunny
funds
front,
get
your
fronts
crunched
Jump
get
your
bunch
munched
up
by
the
munch
bunch
See
them
camel
toe'd
yatties
get
their
bumps
humped
Jumped
up
fucking
all
night
till
her
hump
shrunk
She
said
'it's
all
about
the
honesty
with
some
front'
Me
like
a
dumb
lump,
told
her
that
her
cunt
stunk
She
hit
me
with
her
skunk
blunt
Had
to
jump
trunks
mid-night
going
bump-bump
Heffer
got
a
rump
funk,
left
her
with
her
tongue
drunk
Trying
to
say
goodbye,
mechanism's
going
clunk-clunk
We've
been
on
this
dark
path
missioning
for
time
And
I
ain't
gonna
lie
- fam
I'm
doing
fine
Looking
like
a
lightbulb
hidden
in
the
slime
Still
I'm
on
the
grind
- a
man's
gotta
shine
Even
when
it
seems
like
I'm
living
in
a
mess
I
ain't
gonna
stress
- bruv
I'm
all
blessed
Looking
like
a
lab
rat
scratching
at
the
nest
And
none
of
us
has
slept
- we
still
stay
fresh
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