sykotik fm - chair number 11 lyrics
[intro: callum david]
yo you f+cking p+ssio yeah
wha+ what you saying bruddah?
what, you’ve got a f+cking problem yeah?
bruv, i’ll come smack your +rs+ bruv
f+ckin’ pasty little nerd fam
suck your mum, you little f+cking p+ssio man
don’t test me, i’ll come to your house, i’ll shank you up you little p+ssio
suck your muddah
[intro 2: nico pain]
yo! i wanna see crowd participication from everybody up in this house right now!
pa+ participication
paticipi+ pication
aw whatever f+ck it man here’s some bars innit
yo
chair number 11!
(george bush doesn’t care about black people)
[verse 1: nico pain]
i’m cheffing up your missus
she sh+ts and p+sses
i f+ck her twice and then i make her go and do the dishes
popping mood lifters
these man they’re tryna take pictures
took a line of coke and then i went and f+cked two fat b+tches
see, i’m the type of guy
i make the p+ssy cry
i got my w+lly wet then pulled out and i said goodbye
i got good morals i don’t like
but do not cross me you will die
i stick my d+ck in her gob and then twist it around and then cum on her thigh
{verse 2: mc airbag]
i took an audacious w+nk
shot my load like an abrahams tank
took it to the sperm donation bank
public menace like a facebook prank
leave women rotting in the bas+m+nt, mank
drop off the bodies where jason sank
i won’t lie or make no excuses
your mum has acidic juices
fingered her and she was the loosest
and your nan is a massive wh0re
house looks like nuketown ’84
f+nny’s drier than cardboard!+
[bridge: child in 1966]
i don’t think there is going to be atomic warfare but
i think there is going to be all this automation
people are going to be out of work in a great population
and something has to be done about it
i+ i+ if i wasn’t a biologist
that’s what i’d like to do
to do something about the, uh
the population’s problems
sort of, sort of try to temper it somehow
i don’t know how
(suck your muddah)
[verse 3: nico pain]
my s+x techniques are slippery
leave her p+ssed like a gypsy
she’s passed out, i drank the same amount but i am only tipsy
my girls are very fit, see
i know all about chemistry
like my girlfriends back in vegas, you know it’s elementary
last night i was so p+ssy
i started dissing
i punched two women in the face, one named vera, one named dixie
they told lissie
she went missing
i hid their limbs in a little white bag and i put it in a ditch underneath an oak tree
blazin’ on cali
stabbed in an alley
got the ‘tache like i’m salvador dalí
smackin’ the gally
slip on the bally
got an eight speed like i’m racing rally
your dad is a tranny
he looks like your granny
he’s f+cking with a big black guy called danny
laurel or yanny
spanish tanny
all this meth like bryan cranny
i’m in secure containment
lyrical enragement
come near me and i’ll make your head part of a floweral arrangement
it’s like pure entertainment
i’ll bash ya head on the pavement
now here comes mc airbag, yeah, cos i am not n0body’s favourite
[verse 4: mc airbag]
you can’t back up what you spit on your computer b+tch
man i’m peter, and you’re carter f+ckin’ pewterschmidt
wet man chatting for a couple years you’re due for this
you f+ck b+tches like a manky looking neutered fish
william mckenzie way you plank on a woman
smelling like an old pot of w+nked on hummus
talk+talk wifi man is f+cking slow
i bummed mans wife and he didn’t even kno+
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