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Look out the window ft Arcane Soakes & Kronus

from Take Your Lickin's by DBMCs

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lyrics

Arcane Soakes

Invade the echo chamber something like a razors edge
face of sweat for these space cadets
burn bridges through the grave yard never to make amends
cus they don't wanna take charge they just wanna take offence
breaking bread congregate in bohemian groves
i give up accessibility only deviants know legislation is a necessary evil
there's a fine line between obedient and obsequious though hypersensitivity got us living in unusual times, can't stand em
super seance got our shoes in their spine solutions inscribe a neutron signal of a musical vibe calligraphy on my bedroom wall i got a beautiful mind good die young does that mean every aborted foetus would've been born a genius

Jay Suttin

As I sit here on this aul settee
N reminisce about the so fars n frames n scenes
I Draw a picture a me on the back a your jeans
With a UTH flag screaming fuck the queen
I got this shit stitched up tight or sew it seems
I got the battles plan in place for more than half a these teams
I be scoring in threes you while pray for clean sheets
But when I'm in your head before your bed im wetting these dreams
So YO..here you gone do as I say
Sit on my knee roll me a jay
Play with my beard n tickle my balls
While i trip the light fantastic with the drips on these walls
Cos if it makes you happy then increase the dose
Mr suttin its your doctor
there's something you should know
He sat me down n said yknow this bastard shits hereditary
I finger banged his face n toul him aye it fuckn better be

Kronus

Danny Droppit

I'm spitting death rhymes
that cost a major record label hefty fines
but yer dead inside
it bitterly sweetens like i pressed a lime
i stretch a line and then condense like intestines
ferment the wine to henny and threaten to drop it any time
Crying cuz your regretting who your reppin stop sweating
you cretins couldn't climb up to the level i was set in
i step in to the session in a teary blood and sweat suit
question every method of every lesson from my youth
so spit some juicy goo and everything'll be tickety-boo
or i'm a lyrically do to you something i'd never literally do
then you'll get physically abused, spiked with an acid tab or 2
cuz my extremest views are only here to help you
like who the fuck told ye its wrong to swear i bet you they don't care
except for the thoughts of the people out there, who don't care
except for the thoughts of the people out there like atoms to planets
the tapestries abstract to each layer
i'm wrestling with bears while I'm riding on a bull
harmonious tunes between the goo and bad wolves
i get molested by cocanian ghouls erect confessions from repression ate spools, Dark as the night sure its an enlightening tool
your like a bark with no bite son, or a fart when no shite comes
you piss out your tongue, spit a bar but its not one
super star DUMB of course we be the raw ones
steve loc, DBMC's break out the big guns


Evol MC

Who, Forms the Irish hip hop scene? US, Who, busts nuts in the triangle? US, who, fucks ye with the lights on? US, disco biscuits munched and I don’t bother my cunt, I, cross the country like I’m Collin McRae, stop during play, and hope to fuck they offer to pay, I’ll be going the wrong way but it’s sweet like a sorbet, so get on your knees I ain’t got the time for foreplay, and no will be the answer, cause Corey love’s a wanker, I’ll be sitting at the after party drinking outta tankers with a spliff in one ear and a tube in the other, hands on your ma’s legs spreading them like butter, I’ll find the family bakery and paint the fucking shutters, I’ll talk with a limp and walk with three stutters I’m, not your mucker so get out of my dish I’ll pull my arse hairs out, and start shouting at a fish
Jay Suttin
Jay

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from Take Your Lickin's, released March 23, 2018
Produced by Steve Loc
Lyrics by Arcane Soakes, Jay Suttin, Kronus, Danny Droppit, Corey Love
Cuts by Cut Colum

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