Dabbla
Rare
[Verse 1]
I'm out here trying to power up
Need a volunteer to light the sour up
You ain't nowhere near and you out of luck
All up in your ear like 'now what's up?'
Don't know how to take it when I spit weird
You said it's your year cuz, which year?
All that cough syrup in your cup
But your shit smeared
Now it's disappeared, man I pioneered
Man I volunteered, ye
Man that crash the vehicle [?] commandeered, ye
Everything you hear
Man I engineered
Let me put it in the air
That's never cleared
Yeah I did it live
And I did it well
And I did some other shit that really didn't sell
But least I didn't end up in the prison cell
Waiting for the diner bell
I just came in wishing well
Pull rank
Or what you gotta pull the maybank
Soul jolting out the body with a yank
You are now rocking with the champ
From a grotty little camp
And he's only got himself to thank
Gotta put my stamp on this earth
Trying to anchor these words
While I do little a skank in the dirt
Push it till it cramps and it hurts
I got drank on my shirt
You're dealing with a wanker at work, ye