Текст песни Verbal gbh 3 - Mr Traumatik

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This world is in chaos, people are living in hell (in hell)
Dead bodies rotting on streets, must be a sickening smell (sickening)
The U.S.A is corrupted and Britain as well (trust me)
But all these rappers care about is
Them CDs hitting them shelves (yes)
Commercial MCs yeah they're self absorbed, they're narcissistic (ha)
Them brainless cunts just wanna be
Famous so they kiss arse and lick dick (ha ha)
They're begging American rappers for
Features now, I'd rather kick bricks
The hele music industry's evil, demonic, dark and twisted
So why would I want to be popular (why?
), you bunch of inbred donkeys (donkeys)
80% of this population are mindless brain dead zombies
So I don't care if you're not in to me,
Do y'know whats shocking to me (you know)
I used to rate these MCs and they left grime for the pop industry
That makes them a grime scene traitor
No one cares if you signed three majors
(No one), you snake, grime scene traitor
No one cares about your Nike trainers (fuck off)
Stop showing off you cunt, don't be so materialistic (stop it)
Just be realistic, deep down they're really sadistic
Okay then I'll rub the salt in, you're revolting, greedy and twisted
You egotistical selfish cunts, I can be mean and ballistic
I'm a horrible man with a logical plan, I can go deeper than liquid
But I might stab 'em and tell some jokes,
Either way I will leave them in stitches (ha ha)

I masturbate in public, but no I don't mean wanking (ha ha)
I'm talking truth all day these other MCs they talk about shanking
Wait, you must be thinking, he talks about shanking too
Fuck off you cunts, I'm schizophrenic
Don't piss me off 'cause I will shank you too (ha)
And now I'm seeing these gruesome visions of watching MCs die
I'll slice these MCs up into ribbons and watch these MCs cry
There's levels to this,
There's different divisions and all these MCs lie (liars)
They're egotistical brain dead
Cunts (cunts), why do you MC, why? (why?)
Because you wanna be rich and famous
(Huh?), them attention seekers (nah)
When I make tracks I'm talking facts, relentless speaker (true)
I'm oh so controversial, I make music non-commercial
When I flow I'm synchronizing and improvising, no long rehearsal
You see them famous rappers
(Rappers), pretending their life is amazing
It's all bullshit, there's no full clip,
Don't believe it, they're all faking (liars)
They've got no rocket launcher (no), no tank or sniper rifle gun (nah)
They're just normal, like me and you, so stop idolizing them
They sold their souls,
Now evil spirits hide inside of them (it's real)
Humanity's equal though, so this is my advice to them (take it)
You can be successful with no label, you don't need their help (nah)
Talk some truth, spread awareness, show compassion and be yourself