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lee scott - butter fly lyrics

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[verse]
i’m sl1ck like a johnny barnes scissor kick
round ours robbie’s god and grobbelaar’s innocent
shankly’s sons, early 90’s c-ssy sc-m
taxing capri sun’s and stashing them at me mums
a lack of funds, gather crumbs and sink bevies
the kids on the express way bridges that fl1ck pennies
why even try like? you’ll get your f-cking eye wiped
it’s not a fickle minds life, thinking
picking at me chicken fried rice
indifferent, bizzies listen in and think we’re bickering
the kip of them though i’m sick of them
like a clique of blind mice that wouldn’t notice if i told them
and they lived and died twice
ignant? quite right, the world in which we live in
is a m-ssive ball of izm and i’m a master of all that isn’t
caught you slipping, called your women over
tripping sober, until i’m rich as sh-t tipping hova
cl-ss, like minnesota fatts
by the look of their silhouettes i think their holding bats
not a splab lad take a wholesome drag
rolling stoned ’til i’m broken bad
even obi wan ken0bi’s blagged
blah lid, f-cking you up for something your ma did
just to rhyme it, undermining major up and coming signings
spitting like the first proletarian that ever rhymed a word
mostly sh-t about mary and the times we shared, on this dying earth



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