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dabbla - death moves lyrics

don’t get me started, the new wave sound r-t-rded
what you mean i can’t say r-t-rded?
whole worlds gone spasticated
what you an expert in spastic behaviour now?
next you’ll be telling me i’m not special
yeah, its kind of dreadful, is-it’s just a vessel
p-p-play the game son, what you think i get my name from?
man get a cold monkey shoulder now, you can break all the rules and not change one
back to square uno, rap them up, pack your bags for the buro
heard about this and that but, end of the day they din’t do the do though
shame that, that’s some sh-t you can’t claim back
can’t say jack, can’t change the fact that you’re regurgitating that same cr-p, now
it’s hard to say inspired
or maybe its the way i’m wired
or maybe its the way i’m made
but that wave you’re on is just a waste of fire
hold up, you’ll never turn me into a product
swear to god he got knocked out still got up
see the way the boy work rate, just shut up
sh-t, i didn’t even mean to blow the whole squad up
duh duh duhdu, add another dollop, wallop
everything iv said man iv honoured
put the whole game on its head with the fodder
oh gosh, that’s a whole lot of gash that you’ve swallowed

-coughing-

as i was saying, these lot love a bit a drama playin
in the background, and they can’t live without it
that mind control, and that darn brain (mmmm)
only human, gotta work on your own improvement
you can move on the day to day or, sign up during a movement
and upgrade to a humanoid and join all the slaves who stayed employed
and pump babies out and let strangers raise them, cos you ain’t got time and there ain’t a choice
and your p-ssed cos you think the whole worlds against you and it is convincing your paranoid
mad annoyed cos you want that ride and die kid to shake that sh-t like a polaroid
i know, it’s not real, can’t convince them they’ve got pills
mix them into your routine, crush ’em into your square meals
tell me how does that d-dat’that there feel, knocking back with them spear wheels
spare me all of the details, all i care about are these force fields
oi, death moves, defibrillator and test tubes
you flick the pages ill fill them up
i’ve been sick for ages your rents due
flight mode, silky smooth as my night robe
still, rock a crack in my iphone while i unicycle that tightrope
ay

the f-ck you writing, you lot are so unexciting
how’d you get so f-ckin boring, how’d you be so uninspiring
your whole style is uninviting
go on keep on typing, we’ll see whos smiling
spread fear can’t tell me sh-t
yeah, get it lit cos i’m a f-cking vibes-man (yeah)
bars o’ clock, but only when you think that we’ve started off
i never knew hip-hop would take me this far
when i get going its hard to stop
and i never got along with lady luck
so don’t be surprised if she p-sses you up
i got 6 million ways to die in my head
you got 300 mics in my larger top, now
turn it up, tickle that red till they’re burning up
boy ain’t scared like bernie mac, north london b-neck mudera
on these steps might rock up the vertebrae, herbala
fetch an interpreta
why would you wanna life of servitude when you could just work on the merkaba
for me, its all about the curvature, ain’t nothin but part of the furniture
every mark that i make stay permanent, come near like a church to the worshipers
make a meal out of anything i dirty up
work it out, don’t make it personal
especially when i bust the proverbial, its terminal
but let’s just burn it all down

(wow! is it? really? now?)-5

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