Circuit Breaker

[Intro:] (Answerphone Message) Hello darling, Suffa. Hope the reason you're not answering your phone is because you are finishing your album, the operative word would be 'finishing.' Keep in touch.] [Verse 1: Suffa] I got to jump back and kiss myself The Hoods have come back to rip this girl Live on the drum track you dissed yourself So drunk that you nearly pissed yourself And if you come whack you risk your health I'm the one that made LL ring the bells Sharp as a thumb tack, it's the infidel In the back with some girl named Jezebel And I'm a, you're gonna what? I'm a wreck this, the freshest Thermoelectrics, technics and a set list So check this, Hilltop lock jaws like tetanus Fuck breakfast at Tiffany's I want Tiffany for breakfast The funk leader, told you last LP With a style that make you smile like a Chelsea Smile, what the fucks that man? It's when you place Razor blades on the cheeks then a kick to the face In the place and we raising the roof Like Al Qaeda placed a case in the booth A taste of the truth and some flawless shit Like John Howard knows the taste of George's dick! Man I'm born to spit these kids wish they stuck me I warn you kid you're bitch made like puppies Switch blade to Nazis' cut them through their khakis I lose it every time I put it down like car keys [Hook] So don't touch me, 'cos I'm electric (Hold up, wait a minute) So don't touch me, 'cos I'm electric (Hold up, wait a minute) Don't touch me, 'cos I'm electric And if you touch me, you'll get shocked! [Bridge:] (Answerphone Message) Hey, it's Terry, look! I've been waiting for this master for three days now man, it's way delayed and overdue, please give me a call [Verse 2: Pressure] It only takes one minute to bust But takes these two to raise them standards up Take three, Debris man the cuts This is for, those that will stand with us From sundown into the dawn didn't I warn? The lyrical storm hits you in a physical form This isn't your norm, didn't reform, isn't your average Wishing to score listeners for pitiful crap it's Off Richter, sicker than cough fits you Listen to pop hits? This isn't your soft shit you All in the mix so start warning the kids They're adopted and not that they were born with a gift I'm so fatal that reverends won't stay till confession You all can't hold your own like post natal depression I've got a mouth of profanity, a spouse and a family At my house man no wonder that I'm doubting my sanity I'm an honest drunk, what a mentality Avoiding the truth is staying sober; I'm an addict of reality I live for tomorrow so cheating death today Means at all costs avoid repeating yesterday I'm a loose cannon, enough juice to soothe famine Break your back with this rap then ask you who's slamming? Some rappers claiming a throne, unaware they Ain't kings only royalty they know is airplay [Hook] [Outro:] (Answerphone Message) Hey guys, this is Pigs. Pick up your phone will you? You better be in the bloody studio finishing this album anyway. If you don;t hurry up, we're gonna be calling the album the Broke Arse Long Road. I bet you're all sitting back playing computer games in there having a big laugh but it's not gonna be funny when your artwork is hot Pink