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lirik lagu mr. wrong - dumb ill

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[intro]
dope similes 101
yo, i am tight like a virgin
hot like the sun
cold like the winter
can’t see me like stevie wonder

[verse 1: mr wrong]
who is he?
only throwing rhymes at stupid beats
human beast, keep it real whilst lying through my t~~th
bottom lip dripping drool
so move your feet when we’re trooping through the street like brooklyn ac, only in liverpool
headb~tting your head, a little fool still at infant school
you’ll get pushed to you death with no f~cking respect
children of the d~mned crew’s r~t~rded
threatening to shoot judges with machine guns like stuart hartnett
the dirty mersey dweller from runcorn, i’m sick
on maternity wards, i yell at the unborn for kicks
call it quits, awkward pr~cks dropping nothing that’s useful
i nod at your crew but not in approval
whooping cough at your funeral, motherf~ckers
platinum fronts are rusted, dragging plastic knuckle dusters
and if you duck our punches, you’ll get kicked in the ear
i won’t be hitting the earth until i finish this verse
[verse 2: king grubb]
good, king grubb snuff messenger
i sit and sip blood from my pimp cup replica
dumb~telligent sh~t on mc’s, enema style
mentally dead ’cause i never read as a child
the thought has never entered my head
tripping with a peg as a leg after necking a keg, i’m hilarious
at the bottom of the ladder, talking down to my superiors
a sinner who thinks that he’s jesus
i ain’t scared of blowing up, i’m scared that no one will pick up the pieces
ritalin dealing every day, i’m on some father jack sh~t
for target practice, i use your carcass
k!ll mc’s two by two, fool choose a partner
a potential abusive father
suit of armour handcrafted out of chewed up lager cans
stupid proof, you aren’t the man
they’re laughing at you, not with you

[verse 3: mr. wrong]
nervous and stoned, sniffling with a permanent cold
as dumb as can be, always after something for free
the drunk imposter who smokes a spliff of fiberglass and rinses his mouth out with bootleg russian vodka
could achieve something but gets stoned and drunk instead
i.r’s practical jokes result in death
f~ck a jez beadle, hate the bill and ted sequel
prescribed prozac so i’m happy seeing dead people
too blitzed, f~cking up the scam
and the voices in my head are in a language i don’t understand
roll with no sense of direction
rubbing out my pencilled confession ’cause i forgot where i buried the weapon
heavily footed, only ever disgusted
peddling dumb sh~t twisted like your neck when i wrung it
seen you out last night reading poetry in pro central
eating maccies with a crack wh0re by candlelight
[outro: mr. wrong]
roddy piper is down with us
children at the d~mned fams down with us
blah records familia is down with us
you know, keith davids down with us
mr. john carpenter is down with us
residents of lizardville are not down with us


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