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goldie lookin chain - too sick lyrics

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alright man, we’re gonna do a new tune yeah, we’re just gonna freestyle it right? eggsie, f-kin’ don’t get sick on us, you always f-kin’ get sick.

“i promise man, i won’t-i won’t do anything naughty or-or rude words or nothing, clart.”

yeah, coz my nan gets f-kin’ upset.

right, let’s have a go, you ready for this, eggs?

“promise”

no f-kin’ sickness.

“promise”

alright…

tracksuit, trainers, packet of f-gs
i’ve got a m-ssive stack of p-rno mags
keeping it sweet, i’m spankin’ the monkey
importing the draw into the country

two hats is crazed like howling mad murdoch
and he’s got a sh-llsuit made by reebok
he’ll do the vulcan grip like mr spock
and he does bongs up the fourteen lochs

my name’s two thousand f-kin’ ad
and he’s got a degree in chemistry
which helps when you’re making lsd
and he tests them on a bloke from pil, called lee

you know he’s f-kin’ safe, you knows he’s from the ‘port
and he drives round maindee in a f-kin’ escort
he’s f-ked up, nutter, he cut off his b-lls
spraying bell-end sp-nk all over the walls

no b-lls, no b-lls

sting, f-kin’ hurt when it started to splurt
and he has to wear nappies and a medical skirt
i was on the motorway, i cut a hole in the floor
i dragged my f-kin’ b-ll-cks all along the m4

there was blood red skid marks all over the place
everybody was screaming, should’ve seen the look on their face
they was all f-ked and scared of me
cos i ripped of the b-lls just for the glc

no b-lls, no b-lls

now two hats, he’s f-kin’ hard as nails
he ripped his b-ll-cks off to get out the local jail
he might have ripped the skin but he’s famous in wales
he can still get a stiff but there’s a wind in his sails

he got wrecked up and smashed his c-ck with a brick

turn it f-kin’ off… look, stop f-kin’ right now.what?…stop it now, it’s f-kin’ sick, what?…it’s f-kin’ sick… what?…f-kin’ stop it now… right, xain?…

right, his nan’s gonna get upset, right… well, i’ll tell you what right, we’ll try something else, we’ll do something different, right…



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