Ike & Tina

If you smile, I swear girl I'll dance these tiles I'll give you everything that I got Saves on a sovereign, ah what fuck it you can have the whole lot I'm only like joking, I'm much better off win a gamble slot jackpot And dance with the devil on Friday Max said beans are like the touch of God Why not, I haven't got grief 'til Monday Some say kids don't study, they cram God damn, I hate that I am what I am With the slurs and the errs and a half done gram I jig to the floor with my mum's Raybans Looking like something out of Only Fools and Maybe I am but you ain't understanding This ain't a crash no smooth up landing Kids sing along swing bedroom hanging Don't stop and stuff alleyway writing Double timing and all your violating Well policeman coming fair enough Sonny run the whole half mile Runny runny run the half mile Runny runny run the half mile Run run sonny run run sonny run the whole half mile Now I'm down, well I'll chill with lick I spit drips on the hall like the M spit liquor Much quicker than the next man bitter Cos she rolls with lager and never asks questions Where's my old friend licky when I'm feeling the substance I'm like gurning it off a my face Need a hug and I need corruption and I need the silent violent seductions Move it down to the people I used to know when I used to see Wanna kick it on a solo ticker drink me like liquor drop and MC and that She don't know what she's chatting about They love it when they live it and liver lover give rip it unwritten There she start kissing and I'm loving loving loving she's always like hugging I'm just loving loving So if you're gonna run run sonny better Run run sonny run the half of the mile When police come run run sonny run run When the police come, man I'll see ya later All the kids do is buy you grief All the parents get is no fucking sleep Even writ home when I'm chilling on Drink it down doing it a bit better off and on Songs of the rights and wrongs Sometimes come around with a battle roll gong Other times you be ruining rhymes and ruining Vision and ruin incisions and ruining spitting liquor on me I be leaving up the flow when she be giving me a grieving I be living on the ceiling I'm finished with the cunts Over and out, cuz ready up roll Here's to born of enough panic, panic button and Stack tone static and all of you can listen to this tune While you waiting in STD clinic waiting rooms As you ever your mother said you late bloom