Song: Seriously Fock Em
Artist:  Mowgli (UK)
Year: 2011
Viewed: 68 - Published at: 4 years ago

Fame, less like seamus finnigin
Crimson like the chinigen
Fluid, stickin to it like cinnamon
End up in the woods, repenting for my sins again
You're bogus, I'm focused cause I'm closest to the pin again
Put me in a sin bin, well you're gettin' the middle finger then
Rock em sock em, all you cock blockers, stop it
Seriously, fock em, don't knock it cause flocks of
Frocks flock to it and rock to it, don't ruin it
I'm pursuing the same thing as will and scottie
So will all the hotties please report to my body
Oops, I meant the art and hobby shop, bobby drop
Cause they seen us coming from way off, on my day off
Trying to get played cause I just got laid off
Or just plain laid, period

But I'm on about punctuation
I'm honored that you're on it, dishonest, manipulation
All the stipulations got me suspicious, this is flirtation?
Better tax that, axe that or max out
Bomb combination, this is combo nation
John Joe's the head honcho, him and tonto in the red ponchos
Finger licking chicken, clucking and bucking on dead broncos
You joking? no I'm broke like a quote on probation
Recession, stop your messing, the essence of inflation
The effervescence is in the devastation
The shine is in the grind
Blind like blunt slides
Back no front side, jump, dive, dark slide
Park slide, all the park rides, when it's dark, pride
So sick hiding, glide like night hawk on the side fork of brick's trident
Still no fun? pop a shotgun, just one, got me buzzed, slick vibrant
Hydrant spray, hydra type sway, laying by the bay, weighing hay
Making foul play out a clay, and I just may, hold up hey
It's over so lets double up on what chubs said
Burst bubbles, happy troubles cos chubs dead
In his memory, remember pleasantly, all of his tips
Putting something, better than cutting nothing
Pussyfooting, until foots is kaput, push the button
Do something, drink a glass of milk

Smooth job, silky, just ask, dirty cash, filthy, just pass
Just laugh, ok I really gotta go, so nighty night
See you in bright light like whitie the white night
But before I go, let me let you know that I'm knightly
Like Keira, here ask Iron Man, Gladice or the pips
Lastly, let me add, I'm the baddest
Vip boom bip, it's all in the hips

( Mowgli (UK) )
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