The Incredible Sulk Lyrics

The Incredible Sulk by Concept Of Thought

• Middle finger to the teachers in my secondary
• I’ve never been as stressed or seen depression weeping next to me
• You’re yet to see the best of me
• And yes the police arrest and keep rejecting each and every piece of lesson that you’re yet to feed
• Definitely I wish the heads will bleed on all you fucking pricks
• Stand about the club as if it’s nothing when you’re loving it
• Jump a bit you muppets stuff a banger up your trouser leg
• And bounce again, you’re bound to get injected by my fountain pen
• And disrespect if you’re in debt to me and think we’re friends
• With twisted threats that make a kid forget we’d ever lived or met
• I’ve never repped a geezer yet
• SMB till you’re ????
• CP forever, High Focus be the team and yes
• My reputation’s like a needle in the vein
• It’s eating me away I try to keep it in a cage
• If you’re keen with an opinion come and speak it in my face
• Instead of wanking off your damp and soft penis at your mates

• I write my raps cause I got a lot of things to say
• I live afraid in a maze full of mirrors with a face full of liquor that’s ashamed of my silly brain
• Laying face down in the pissing rain
• Thinking is it strange that humans could be like this?
• Every kid I meet likes fighting
• I’ve never seen the reason for violence
• And I’ve spent my whole life hiding
• From the demons that creep in my mind and I’m frightened
• Of a lot of shit I don’t know what it is
• That has got my fists clenched like I wanna flip
• Probably this bottomless pit that is profitless
• Sick of staying brainwashed in providence
• I have reason to believe that today God is monstrous
• So stop trying to be the person that God isn’t
• And start naming the things that you want different
• Or confine to this place of a knob’s vision

• Liters of peace, eating away at the crease bitten pages
• Scissortongue spinning some spill enough grease on the stage show
• Deep in the K-hole
• Dribbling from cleavers and blades my credence is great
• I see visions like light streams lining your pipe dream pillars
• Same time same place
• Cyphers are made rhymes fizzing like a fireworks display
• As the gunpowder fades, settles on another grey morning
• I tend to wallow in these grubby days dawning
• I tend to tunnel when the juggernaut’s roaring
• I tend to plummet in this mothership falling
• Rainstorms bring life with em, and bright lights hit em
• Illuminating the sky like it’s night vision
• Making waves in ???? life rhythms
• In the same way as my shitty life isn’t

• This is my chance to moan and whinge about the things that piss me off
• Picking locks and swigging liquor till my liver pops/rots
• I hate knitted socks I hate getting pissed with knobs
• I hate all these gypsy kids that try to rip me off
• So now I’m kicking rocks, bored trying to spit a song
• I hate the fact that kids are dying and we’re all made to watch
• Strangely odd
• I’ll decapitate a rapist’s cock and leave him naked in a lake full of aids and rabid dogs
• Time to shave and wash, time to chase a job
• Wages dropped then they laid me off
• So now it’s time to make it stop
• And say what you want, I just want to drink and spit
• Wonder if the ink will fit
• Getting licked and link a chick that’s been riddled with a kiddie’s pissy dick
• I ain’t into it
• I’d rather live a bit and see this world for what it is
• Money is changing a lot of shit
• Erasing the poor and elevating the proper rich

• I ain’t as happy as I used to be
• From two to three I loop this beat to see whats new to me
• And I don’t ever see the same as what I used to see
• And I won’t ever change my name for what the rumours bleed
• So who’s he?
• I tied the lace in time to make my shoe peace where white whiners wait to change the news feed
• The grey truth and it’s true, I tried to change it but it’s you
• I’ll be the same no matter what my name is in a few
• My brains different and it’s taking my mates with it
• My face isn’t plain fading or grey-ridden
• I’ve made pictures in the place that keeps my mind stuck
• I’ll never see the night where I don’t really like life much
• So why fuss? Time flies by like a kite does
• I buy drugs to tighten up my life like a vice but
• My life’s divided by my vices inside love
• Dice chucked, I’m gambling my life up

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