I HEARD SOMEBODY SAY

After x 4
Mum is special the sons a vegetable
The punk left school unsuccessful yeah one less fool
Got broken inside just a young vessel
One that drunk Kestrel and robbed dough in the nights
Hot glow in his eyes, not knowing his life would soon become stressful
God told him to rise out this dump cesspool there’s more to life
Awkward types bored at nights try sleeping, till four ya eyes
Leaking “that guys weeping” next door the wife’s beaten
Laura lies bleeding ignore the cries her daughter dies grieving
Corporate type speaking lies Legion
Lord of Flies reading deep in slaughter guys leading
Tortured lives reaching, for the prize more advice seeking
The author writes water tight sort’ a nice even
Got organised talk to Christ he been knowing
That over that border lies Eden… and I’m going!

I heard somebody say not to rap
Jealous motherfuckers I know they got it bad
And most of them are fake c’mon mate drop the act
On the stage you expect to see Jay flop? Ya mad!
I heard ya track you demonstrate proper crap
Blaming everyone and even hate God for that
The one sole artist man I break off the pack
Don’t kick me when I’m down or see a stray dog attack
When I’m in a battle man I shake off the flack
I walk from a war unscathed not a scratch
Remember friends the ones that say they got ya back
Are the same ones who on that same day robbed ya flat
“Oh my god I’m so amazed what a track”
Deep like alien lakes in deep space got a stat
When we were kids and you would say “can we play soccer Dad?”
I was huddled in the cupboard shouting “hey stop it Dad!”

Scotch by the gallon public bruiser unbalanced fucking loser
No talent pissing up the boozer? Raps Alfie
An addict ex drug abuser slash Alkie
Ballad of a recovered user that shall be
None to hug’em mother used to, Dads Oudie
Fuck him, on his first day from prison who relapsed loudly?
Look it may’ve been different the crook of the day wida demon I’ve hidden
Why couldn’t I stay clean? I didn’t, good day dream living
Wake up smell the coffee what? Fellas Sloppy probably
Straight fucking jealous of me, back the hell up off me!
Man I’m just tryna get through to you who do you
Think ya playing with? I stay and give you a clue saying boo to you
Casper the friendly ghost I ghost write for myself
That’s just not any boast my souls lifeless as hell
Five forty I’m snoring wake up nice glorious morning
“Hey slut Ya fucking life story is boring!”