(It's 40, like, what the fuck do you expect, for fuck's sake) Ooooh Miss Lovely Miss Sometimes Ugly What have you done to me, ooooh what have you done? Ooooh Miss Lovely Miss Sometimes Ugly What have you done to me, ooooh what have you done? I got what you want if you want it from me But see after this song I'll be top of the scene Well I was along, but not happy with we But I mean, I mean, I wanna be happy with we I make her pussy pulse when I enter the room I only fucked her once, now she's forever a groupie Karate chop the coochie The new scene Bruce Lee hit it raw like sushi But she already knew me You know 40 know 40, everybody knows that I speak the true truth see Its just you and me, Miss Ugly Ooooh Miss Lovely Miss Sometimes Ugly What have you done to me, ooooh what have you done? Ooooh Miss Lovely Miss Sometimes Ugly What have you done to me, ooooh what have you done? Ooooh Miss Lovely Miss Sometimes Ugly What have you done to me, ooooh what have you done? I got a lot on my mind but nothing to say I got a lot on my mind but nothing to say Miss Cigarette Smoker Pig ignorant poser Belligerent stoner I'm Miss Provisional Loner Miss Cigarette Smoker Pig ignorant poser I'm a fucking loner Ooooh Miss Lovely Miss Sometimes Ugly What have you done to me, ooooh what have you done? Ooooh Miss Lovely Miss Sometimes Ugly What have you done to me, ooooh what have you done? I got what you want if you want it from me But after this song I'll be top of the scene See I was along, but not happy with we But maybe, maybe i could be happy with me now

She wants to gobble on it Retch that shit Head bobble on it Go fetch that stick She's got me mollycoddled all with that sexy shit She's got me mollycoddled all with that sexy shit She wants to gobble on it Retch that shit Head bobble on it Go fetch that stick She's got me mollycoddled all with that sexy shit She's got me mollycoddled all with that sexy shit Now it's open season Down the scope I'm breathing Focus, then I hold and squeeze it Copius of coke, I'm sneezing like TONY MONTANA So say goodnight to the bad guy 'Cos fat lines just flat lined him His pastime was rap rhymes But then crack crime bit his back hind That boy is gully as fuck Cover it up before the fucker erupts I wanna get blunted and run through the feens Some thing inside me is coming for me Knock knock knock, open up, it's the monster Stop, drop, watch, open up with the encore Knock knock knock, open up, it's the monster Stop, drop and watch, open up with the encore Knock knock knock, open up, it's the monster Stop, drop and watch, open up... I wanna get blunted and run through the fields But something inside me is coming for me The fields of the Field make me feel so free Oh I love the Island Field! Kids are fucked from grams and 'grams Lives are took in an ambulance Family and friends can't handle these, handle these shenanigans Family like stiff fucking mannequins Mad to grab the man that put the jab on him Thinking after that his emotions start unraveling Hearts departed, gone travelling Think about the box they left your carcass in Hoping that that fucker is somewhere parked in sin Mother left shaking like it's Parkinson's Why someone has taken her harmless kid? Now the truth Yeah its barging in and the smell is absolute fucking garbage bin But it's harmless when everything in this world is considered as a pardoned sin But when the sun drops, mothers' sons drop all the gun shots, that's where the fun stops Concrete jungle surrounded in water Where honesty crumbles and there's sounds of disorder In bed muting lead shooting heads grouping for this dead brutal behaviour Fuck it man, where's our crucial savoir? Fuck it man, where's our crucial savoir? Everyday I see shit, never say I see shit Every day its unique tricks makes us defeat bits With not having a blessed thing to do Well to tell you the truth, me and my crew are sick of messing like fools Smoking and drinking at corners getting out of order Reminiscing that we slaughtered in the name of the Father, Amen Aw, let me say it again She want to gobble on it Retch that shit Head bobble on it Yeah, she wanna fetch that stick

[Strange Boy] Paddy, Paddy, Paddy, Paddy Why you looking pale? Give a fuck about your pot of gold, I got paycheques Imma stomp on all you leprechauns, you're not grown yet Quick to forget the coffin ships that you came from Quick to neglect all the struggle that you made of A parody that has you carrying a flask of whiskey Fighting every rich man's war with a pitchfork Which poor Paddy's gonna work for the rich man? Which poor Paddy's gonna die for the rich man? Which rich man is the Paddy gonna kill? We been tryna kill a Paddy since the famine but he won't die No, no, no, no, he won't die Paddy, Paddy, Paddy, Paddy Why you looking pale? Give a fuck about your pot of gold, I got paycheques Imma stomp on all you leprechauns, you're not grown yet Quick to forget the coffin ships that you came from [Hazey Haze] Paddy, Paddy, Paddy with the fucking bally on Carrying a bottle of Paddy in the carry-on I'm a white skinned, dry skinned, quite thin writing machine A white skinned, dry skinned, quite thin writing machine I was sipping on epiphanies until I was hit with a whiskey neat I mean, I was sipping on a whiskey neat until I was hit with epiphanies That shit don't mean shit to me! (Nah, that shit don't mean) I had a good drink but I'm a bad drunk who never left the kingdom without having a bump I sink sunk, felt it grabbing my lungs, the king cunt a babbling tongue The damage was done The savage was hung How can he manage when the famine he's from, hun? The fun's done, the fun's only begun son, run run Come, come follow me now, I'm the street hound In his feeding ground with his teeth around these MCs with these weakened bowels I can see you leaking wow, bow down to the crown I found sounds, so this town's proud with how I'm fuckin' speaking now I feel like it's me, I should be leading crowds I feel like it's me, I should be the reason now I feel like it's me, I should be bleeding out Paddy, Paddy, Paddy with the fucking bally on Carrying a bottle of Paddy in the carry-on I'm a white skinned, dry skinned, quite thin writing machine I'm a white skinned, dry skinned, quite thin writing machine I'm a white skinned, dry skinned, quite thin writing machine Paddy, Paddy, Paddy, Paddy Why you looking pale? Paddy, Paddy, Paddy, Paddy Why you looking pale? Paddy, Paddy, Paddy, Paddy Why you looking pale? Paddy, Paddy, Paddy, Paddy Why you looking pale? [Strange Boy] Paddy, Paddy, Paddy, Paddy Why you looking pale? Give a fuck about your pot of gold, I got paycheques Imma stomp on all you leprechauns, you're not grown yet Quick to forget the coffin ships that you came from Quick to neglect all the struggle that you made of A parody that has you carrying a flask of whiskey Fighting every rich man's war with a pitchfork Which poor Paddy's gonna die for the rich man? Which poor Paddy's gonna work for the rich man? Which rich man is the Paddy gonna kill? We been tryna kill a Paddy since the famine but he won't die No, no, no, no, he won't die Someone tell a Paddy that he's worthless Picking off a Paddy picking pockets picking off a Paddy picking pockets Switching up the topic when they - I don't give fuck about a Paddy but me and a profit I been tryna reconfigure what I make a week to ante up my daily profits You're antagonising money out of empathy, and I don't really see the logic I don't see the problem though Just profit off a dead Paddy though in a coffin ship, where the famished know what the famine was It was genocide on the Emerald Isle If you don't agree then you're in on it, or in denial, so fuck the Brits Paddy, Paddy, Paddy, Paddy Why you looking pale? Give a fuck about your pot of gold, I got paycheques Paddy, Paddy, Paddy, Paddy Why you looking pale? Paddy, Paddy, Paddy, Paddy Why you looking pale? [Hazey Haze] Why you looking, why you looking, why you looking pale? [Strange Boy] Why you looking, why you looking, why you looking pale? (Why they looking pale bro?)

[Verse 1: Hazey Haze] What's the fuel to your fire? What's feeding your flames? Are your future desires leadin' you astray? Do you love the lifestyle or are you addicted to the dream? How can you refuse a high while so many substances are free? Yeah, what's the fuel to your fire? Now, what's feeding your flames? Are your future desires leadin' you astray? Do you love the lifestyle or are you addicted to the dream? How can you refuse a high while so many substances are free? Will you be added to the names of the OD'd artists? Take Xanax for your pain and become a codeine addict? Getting drunk and high just to feel yourself Becoming suicidal then kill your self If I kill myself, will you let my mother know that I didn't mean to hurt her none? And if I'm ill in health will you let my brothers know that I'm riddened of these dirty cunts (dirty cunts) cuz... Pocket fluff is not enough so cough it up, you broke boy It's obvious the clock is stuck, just lock me up in this dole line Pocket fluff is not enough so cough it up, you broke boy It's obvious the clock is stuck, just lock me up in this dole line Fee fi fo fum To the tree tied by the throat hung By the seaside with no sun I feel like an ocean of tears Beware I swear the sneer gets ridiculous here My clique is aware ye pickle in fear while ye bitch and sit in that chair [Verse 2: GavinDaVinci] They told me don't poke the bear, but what's a bear to wolf pack? Taking up the road while they shuffle on the footpath In 5 years we can look back, see who done the most Those Instagram videos don't add up to a show No difference in our cloth, just different how I'm wove You're living off handouts, I'm living on my toes Begging for a break while I'm breaking it by force Legendary status by the age of 24, woah Peddling the matters that are wearing on my soul, woah Heavy on the patterns like I'm checkered with a bow, woah Keep my bow and arrow always ready on the low, woah See 'em skipping sideways like a bunch of antelope, woah Ain't no SNA but I know how to handle dopes, woah Type to get a raise while he digs himself a hole, woah Comfy in my ways I'm just living like you should Look at him talking smack when I'm just living like you would, bitch [Outro: Hazey Haze] Grip it then rip him apart with it Y'see he snitched on me, so he started it Oh, for weeks and weeks I've been starving him But I promise he'll bleed like meat when I'm carving him I said I grip it then rip him apart with it Y'see he snitched on me, so he started it Oh, he'll bleed like meat when I'm carving him 'Cos for weeks and weeks I've been starving him

[Hazey Haze] Living life like a movie movie movie-star, kid But they killed me twice before the movie movie movie started In the opening scene they used they used they used my carcass See me floating fleeing through space in my purple purple starship Living life like a movie movie movie-star, kid But they killed me twice before the movie movie movie started In the opening scene they used they used they used my carcass See me floating fleeing through space in my purple purple starship I'm the artist with the largest garbage job I'm so out of this world I'm like an astronaut You catch me blasting when the masks are off I'll be attacking the masses until the casket drops I'm just a mad man with a twisted mind with a bad batch of this old life In a sad patch but it's alright, I'm in a sad patch but it's alright I'm a mad man with a twisted mind with a bad batch of this old life In a sad patch but it's alright, in a sad patch but it's alright The king of the country Living, living, living, living, living like the king of the country (Strange Boy: king of the country) You cunts could never hunt me down I'm living, I'm living like the king of the, king of the, king of the country You cunts could never hunt me down [Strange Boy] What you know? Nothin' Save your breath 'fore you gotta say somethin' What you know? Nothin' Keep your mouth closed or somebody's gonna stuff it What you know? Nothin' Nobody tells you shit anyways so shut it What you know? Nothin' What you, what you know? Nothin' Talk is cheap but those that talk are a dime in a dozen Words don't mean too much when spoke by those that speak too much I dumb it down but you still won't get it Hand on my heart you'll never break mine, been chipped a few times But I still hold steady Man I never had a fair chance Ever since I was a kid, life's been a nightmare like Freddy Follow my own footsteps, bet you won't If I earned me a penny, I'd sell my soul Sneak into your gaff late at night Kick up my feet and make myself at home Kick up myself and make myself at home Kick up myself and make myself at home Kick up myself and make myself at home Kick up myself and make myself at home [Hazey Haze] Living life like a movie movie movie-star, kid But they killed me twice before the movie movie movie started In the opening scene they used they used they used my carcass See me floating fleeing through space in my purple purple starship Living life like a movie movie movie-star, kid But they killed me twice before the movie movie movie started In the opening scene they used they used they used my carcass See me floating fleeing through space in my purple purple starship

[Verse 1: MCB] I'm the sickest of 'em all Got your bitch swallowing my dick and on my balls I'm grinding up the weed and I'm sticking up the Raws I bend your bitch over and I stick it in raw, I'm like Awwh I'm the sickest of 'em all Got your bitch swallowing my dick and on my balls I'm grinding up the green and I'm sticking up the Raws Just bend your bitch over and I stick it in raw, I'm like Awwh [Hook: Size] Bitch, pass me the drink, won’t you, hunny? Got ganj in the kitchen, roll it for me Put your hand on my dick, stroke it, lovely Yeah, I'm a sick bastard Bitch, pass me the drink, won’t you, hunny? Got ganj in the kitchen, roll it for me Put your hand on my dick, stroke it, lovely Yeah, I'm a sick bastard [Verse 2: Hazey Haze] I let her let her let her lick the liquorice I get her wet a wet a wet around the clitoris Bit them lips between her hips and then her legs headlocked me She gripped my fringe and twisted it and said "don't stop please" Just being cocky, your missus won't get off me Jocking like a jockey on top of me, you copy cat I said that's obviously facts, she's not calling you back She said she's had it with ye I guess we're Adam and Eve [Chorus: Size] You are my garden of Eden So let me come plant my seed in I feel me cum, am I dreaming? (She wants that liquid love) You are my garden of Eden So let me come plant my seed in I feel me cum, am I dreaming? (Yeah, I'm a sick bastard) [Verse 3: Size] Stuck together like Hub & Cap, but we were alloys Whether I’ll fuck her on her back or make that ass mine Bendin’ over, touching the carpet, dick parallel with that spine Slide it in deep like it’s my last ride Take a break at half time, maybe make a fast joint, roll it then play a game called wrong hole, ah Size! The bong's broke, that’s alright, I’ll fuck you with this candle light Now we can keep this pussy on wax, unless you’d rather fight [Bridge: Hazey Haze] She wants that liquid love But I'm on some twisted drugs She asked me to give it up I guess I've lived enough She wants that liquid love (Awh yeah) She wants that liquid love (Awh yeah) [Hook: Size] Bitch, pass me the drink, won’t you, hunny? Got ganj in the kitchen, roll it for me Put your hand on my richard Yeah, I'm a sick bastard Bitch, pass me the drink, won’t you, hunny? Got ganj in the kitchen, roll it for me Put your hand on my dick, stroke it, lovely Yeah, I'm a sick bastard [Verse 4: Hazey Haze] I let her let her let her lick the liquorice I get her wet a wet a wet around the clitoris Bit them lips between her hips and then her legs headlocked me She gripped my fringe and twisted it and said "don't stop please" Just being cocky, your missus won't get off me Jocking like a jockey on top of me, you copy cat I said that's obviously facts, she's not calling you back She said she's had it with ye I guess we're Adam and Eve [Chorus: Size] You are my garden of Eden So let me come plant my seed in I feel me cum, am I dreaming? (She wants that liquid love) You are my garden of Eden So let me come plant my seed in I feel me cum, am I dreaming? (Yeah, I'm a sick bastard)

[Verse 1: Hazey Haze] Late night, day time I've been thinking about you way too much Don't wanna waste time, but if I FaceTime See I'm wondering, would you pick up? You said your phone is dead and you're alone in bed But all the messages I sent are all open, read I'm sure you're sure I know I know what you said I said wave bye, have a bad goodbye, girl I'd still pay high to have her in my world I'm Macaulay Culkin, that's my girl I'm Macaulay Culkin, that's my girl Late night, day time ooooh I've been thinking about you way too much Don't wanna waste time, but if I FaceTime See I'm wondering, would you pick up? Nah you say that you hate sleeping alone You stay awake and you're still creeping your phone So I'm like go 'way bitch, just leave me alone But then I'm like no, wait, leave me a note Saying that we are both soulmates right next to the portrait and last night's cocaine Oh wait, I can't be saying that shit "Why's that, Haze?" In case someones replaying that shit Late night, day time I've been thinking about you way too much Don't wanna waste time, but if I faced time See I'm wondering, would you pick up? [Verse 2: Krome] I could give a fuck about your other man I'm rabid for the hole, I'm taking you to wonderland She’s mad for the boy, mad at the boy The shining irony a knight until I’m under that We’re double crossing like two junctions on a motorway I float away until libido makes an overtake I’m in the fast lane texting you tell you facts straight I couldn’t give a fuck whether it’s love or it's just foreplay I’ve more hate for blue balls than red herrings The golden boy to compliment your fake earrings Pony boy, an outsider 'til the mare's rearin' I’m unstable so your friends tell you to take care Late night, day time Truth be told, I probably drink too much And think too much and lie You’re collateral damage, while I’m the apple to your eye