Wake up too a bong hit, click click the only noise i hear is the sound as the clock trips. My brain is heavy, i just took three and half bricks, now im driving that chevi too the levi. Skip foward I'll give you the hot tip. This shits hotter than two girls lockin there lips, Even better when there stripping for hundred dollar tips, n showing of there shiny pink bits. Now im into doin a lil bit of showbiz, ill be next host of the million dollar quiz. Ya mum will a oppose this, youll get put on an underground hit list, Take a deep breath sit back for a big fat twist. You know that shits a big risk. Dont ya know if ya keep doing this youll fade away into the fog and the scotch mist, now drown in the swamp bog. The pains worse than a broke wrist, you'll hate me when im pissed. The children that i miss. Theres no need too insight this, dont make this our last kiss, now its my death wish, What you served was a cold dish, thats why I thank god i think like a goldfish. Dan D is on the swiss mish. Lets hope and dont forget this, now up yours and fuck this. Breakin hips for tips while lickin her lips for leftover chips and apricot pips. she let one rip now shes got the shits she thought that she could still do the splits. Youve got a limp wrist, The thoughts that i think with, like all the shit holes that ive lived in i spent three days in skip bin, now payin my rent too a fake wizz, i still cant recognise what that sound is Click click clack click clack i should of fed you ratsack, I got seperated from the wolf pack, feel like i wanna snare trap, i just want my own flat a place where theres no crap n shit thats chat, both tyres are now flat, the brothers chap, lets go for a spin lets do another lap what do you think of my first rap, i can even fix ya tap click click clack im done with crack.