Word to the Wise

[Mr. Key] (Talking) Everyone’s tryna tell me about fucking love I don’t know about love I grew up in a world of piss and poison Hatred, jealousy, envy, and violence It’s horrid I bounce back though… And now we’re all fucked up (It’s me, Mr. Key) Either I’m a cunt, she’s a cunt Either…you fuck them over, or they fuck you over Either way you’re getting FUCKED It’s either guilt or pain You choose Yo Of course I guess I did what I thought was best And now we’re all fucked up in this awful mess Who’d have thought that forcing your source of stress Would just end up making you more depressed There’s no talking left, ‘cos actions are louder And smacked in her mouth what I catch if I found her Hapless without her cad and a bounder I’m trapped in a downer it’s back to the powder Had to allow her and let those you love go And now I step broke red rose and a cut throat And just goes to show (shows!) what?! No, just some lonely bloke on destruct mode And fuck hope I ain’t a negative type, it’s just I… I fuck things up whenever I try, to make ‘em work Ways of a wasted flirt, chasing skirt Craving the taste of dirt And I’ll burn break and hurt, its word to the wise I’m the dirtiest type that you’ll learn to despise In the perfect disguise of a person that’s nice And at first it was right then it turned to a lie, so [Hook] This goes out as a word to the wise And this goes out to the turbulent times and This goes out to the birds in my life And the dirt that I spurt in your virginal thighs No doubt I’m as dirty as Dike When I’m serving your birdie your burgers and fries Smoked out in a circus of lies As I’m working my circle of personal ties Search in my eyes, and what do you see? See what you believe creep lost in a dream Defrost the machine please What do you mean? Sweet nonsense, deep-sea monsters and me (x2) I spent half my life and time searching (where the fuck is she?) Trying to find the right person More than a whining mind or diversion More than the grind of nine to five working White eyes burning ignore the flame She’ll cry like bursting the water main And when the sunshine turn to the pouring rain And you’re stuck in the mud with a ball and chain What the fuck is the fuss man, they’re all the same From the lust to the love to the source of pain So I’m busting my nut then I walk away So shut the fuck up slut, there’s nothing more to say Except [Hook] This goes out as a word to the wise Except this goes out to the circus of lies And this goes out to the birds in my life And the dirt that I spurt in your virginal thighs (Talking to the end) Fuck me over? I’ll fuck you over We’ll fuck each other over See me tryna chirpse you… Put your fingers in my fucking eyes Put your fist in my fucking balls Slap me round the chops and tell me to fuck off ‘Cos I will fuck you over, guaranteed Without a shadow of a doubt… But don’t tell my Mrs. though!