Alicia Quays (Explicit)

專輯：恐慌預防 (Panic Prevention) 歌曲：Alicia Quays Mother talks to you like nothing is better than you going out on a tuesday Well I'm not sure what to do But man I swear man I'm slavin' far away An' why is it always on the weekend, noone ever about to shout Are people working too hard or drinking too hard As a matter of fact I'm never quite sure A-blaze it down & pull yourself up Pull yourself right to the hook a shook man crooks Never go nowhere with me cos I'm all on my own no pity Spit like guilty mans in the sermon grovin around of this place like you never did learn em I shake myself down And rattle myself out And put myself on the line to dry And why is it New Years Eve is always shit? Dontcha know what i mean man, deal wiv it it's always just the way we're rolling Your girl's like fucked off on Smirnoff Ice I think once twice or thrice, never made no difference to me A skinny little white runt with the head lice Never been better than money never been aw at least startin to see I've always been around this town Since the first day i was born An' i've been losing frequencies and losing sound and losing everything and I squandered it all and I've been hit up I've been around I've been in the dancehall since the first day in town An' i've still been beating cheating falling to the floor when kids are kicking. I've been a bleeding I've been a losing Where were you when i thought what I'm choosing And if you aint better A lala listen up I'm stressed cos I start man impress ya And if you aint losing Then you aint grooving. I'll still be down here on a low key send your girl over she'll complete and utter chat to me I've bin over i've bin over Y ou've bin down and you'v bin down Now I've been ah but I'm movin' All around town all around and around I've been grooving I've been losin' I've been alright choosin' And now I'm back for the challenge Oh the challenge that I've come back for Now I'm on my train Life in the fast lane never gave me no game & then the man says "wakey wakey" it's morin' time on the northern line I'm alright bowling straight up to camden All the way from North Faringdon I'm gonna make sure I'm a bit tired and i realise that's incitng the right to One stone stole An' too much dough And in my man's I've been sniffin up too much blow And now I'm thinkin' "aw I'll never" I sever it up before I think about forever and I chat it back to the people I used to know Kick it back cos I'm rolling it's solo A whynot what's to debate A no-one really knows me cos so no-one is a cheat Uh I chat it back like you've never been a theif I'm a thriller Licence to ill double-seven I'm a killer Killer killer You want a killer Never know me, ha. It's all that chat back an too much to the liver an' I kick it back like a bitch slap right to myself in the mirror Kick it back thinner Maybe my shirt don't fit no more A hardcore man think he can fight up the law Shackled to the tenants Now he never work no more on the floor Dedication to why all Now I see back to the further Now it comes back looser than ever Some kids they think an' get better Think they're trend setters but they never pace makers & What am I? What am I? What am i in my own dear eyes? A-what am I? What am I? What am I in my own dear eyes? What am I? What am I? What am I in my own dear eyes I've said so much what am I what am i what am I makes no sense no mo-o-o-ore mo-o-ore ah-oh mo-o-o-ore ooooh what am I oh-woh-oh well I don't awwwww Wheee an a dumdumday. Uh uh uh uh 'S like a march in here Uh uh uh uh From the left to the right stomp your feet Uh uh uh uh 'S like a march in here Uh uh uh uh people stomp your feet Uh uh uh uh 'S like a march in here Uh uh uh uh people stomp your feet x 3 Some kids they're chilling on corners Out of order I think they'd all be better t' tie their laces rat races hit the pavement Write yer own books & write yer own spell checkers I'm on a better man chillin' in my own room Assume to accumelate to shake to sedate Drink it down much quicker A glug glug glug on my liquor and I feel much better Talk to me about violence Never known me I sit further in silence An' when i drink it down I drink it up It fills my body and I feel fresher I tick up the tester Regulator I'm a true man, shootin' lootin' no i'm presuming That everyone a knowin me Ah the dedication my name ah J-T an' I Roll it down roll it down Who wants to hit yourselves up Who's got th uppers I'll give me them down down Ha Lick your fingers A' can you smell that it lingers She's a fat bitch but I'd still give her one I'm a-cheeky son Where they from Ha - they're from ya old London Ah-la-da-da-da-da ah That's me finished See you later Ciao Bella.