Anger; it is a byword n slander
Fizzy temperaments n red Fanta aggressive banta
That I speak like a want to to a bad gangsta
Who wanna take me on like a badman
I'll get you on the street for ruffling up my feathers
Ill march to this beat like rain in bad weather
Don't blether about me, ma maw or me bredda
But it's all locked in me heada while I get redda
How do I change this, flip that switch like an on off
Button on fridge with a glitch
It doesn't keep me cool, it just sits n fizzes
Bad business to be in this kids head n listening
If life sucks so much,
Why do I keep coming back as if I can't get enough?
Simple like a single touch
If life sucks so much why do I keep coming back as if I can't enough?
Getting back to me in a rush
Ma concentration is like a train at a station
That hasn't arrived coz it crashed and its blazing
Sitting in a field with a few burnt raisins
Little Asian with a gift grazing Lazing
Contemplating the next move a slick ruse
To get food and a 2 x 2
For cruising round the bend like I'm already doing
Losing my mind like I'm a cuckoo n snoozing
Ride along a road with no singalong
A fat bong or even a story about King Kong
No lump sum no retirement for this chump
Just a thumbs up until I chill out n love some
And I return to this room that I see get duller
Why do I see this world painted in so many colours
And that's I need to return coming back to you
I return
Until end
