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Like This

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Like This adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak High Focus Records tarafından 19 Temmuz 2011 tarihinde yayınlandıChampion Fraff

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AlbümChampion Fraff

Çıkış Tarihi19 Temmuz 2011

FirmaHigh Focus Records

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM92

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

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Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Paul Constantillieris

Paul Constantillieris

Composer

Jacob Lloyd

Songwriter

James Walton

Songwriter

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Hey slobs it's the late cotch waste toppin'

Stray dogs stays lost breh stay gobbin'

K snot, brains rottin'

And we ain't got papes cause we hate shottin'

Traipse on veins cloggin'

Its your bait flop, Jacob, the muddy mime

Bunnin' thai, rubbin' my gums with the colour white

Cutting lines up inside clubs, it's the grubby life

Shove a mic under my mug, watch me come alive

I'm the sluggish type, scuttle by piss poor

Spliff lit like a triple number 9 switch board

And you wonder why I'm looking like shit for

Dribbling at chicks, tryna pull 'em like ripcord

Crooked eyes flickering a hot box visibly

I'm pickling my bonce 'til it's compost physically

But being pissed non stop cripples me

Fuck hip-hop man, it's hop-hop literally

On a one-legged race to get legless

A skunk serenade for one, a ket breakfast

Shucks, any takers bruv let's get feckless

Come and get blazed and drunk and head westwards

With reckless abandon

Retching at random

Dreadfully dressed, I perfected the anthem (blaow)

And if you live how I live, stick your mitts in the air and then puke 'til you can't like this

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News just in: Dike's fucked on a drug binge

Sniffin' up dust cut with scum from the dustbin

And fuck things it's the same old same

James raping his brain in his nasal ways

And basic days consist of a pisspot of cocaine

And when my nostrils block, I'll be rippin' off your nose mate

So bait I could walk into ASDA

And snort up an ounce with your daughter and Baxter

Bought 'nuff drugs, can't afford no pasta

Snort up dust 'til my sore nose fractures

And round here, we don't pour no champers

We're wearing a wardrobe of your clothes wankers

And don't thank us, I'm far from a nice lout

5 ounce lines couldn't buy me a night out

Sniff like a sniff like a hoover to floor

Put your hands up and trip as I puke on the floor like this

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Written by: Jacob Lloyd, James Walton, Paul Constantillieris

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