Concept Of Thought – The Incredible Sulk Lyrics
Lyrics
Dirty Dike
- 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
Awfer
- 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
Edward Scissortonge:
- 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
Illiterate
- 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
Frankie Stew
- 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