Dread ft. SlumVagus Lyrics

Like a thief in the night, I creep out of sight

I don't need a disguise to keep my features behind

Poltergeist steeze that you can't see with your eyes

Icy, like the shorts of whisky I drink nightly

Pricy, but I got it for a nice fee

Spicy, got overproof rum in my main vessels

I'm Wray's nephew

Beg you fetch my marbles, tell em A sent you

Be seated

You've been besotted with the beats we did

But there's no saving you, you neeks are getting deleted

If you wan't a piece of this then retrieve it

I heard more and more mimics in the pen since you sheep bleated

Bored of your gimmicks, kill em dead

With my teams weakest sixteens, dirty

Cos I don't need to be clean, thirsty

Not crying cos of some spilt milk, stop climbing on what we built

Still on the highlands rocking a silk kilt

In silence bring violence, invite us

Kindly topple the bill, ill

Find me burning bridges while these cunts are still crossing em

Might cut em, off I'm onto em

Thirty two bars

Not a single double entendre

Get your work rate triplet to have something to offer

These man sit on beats with uncomfortable posture

Shits a breeze, hit my trees

Came, saw, bruv I conquer

Just being my funky self

Rolling up the fattest cones

No need for looking sly its no secret that my family's stoned

Must've snorted something hench

To try flog that horse, it's dead

Looking like a corpse, you're next

Fam I'll jab you up with Naloxone

I got bad teeth it's minor

Distract you with em while I also teef your lighter

And I'm keeping your rider

Milk teeth are shatterproof, people call me Snaggletooth

If I see good lyrics I'mma creep in and bite em

I've had these shakes for four months

Spun into a turn for worst

Swear I swerved the learning curve

Man's twenty eight, still gormless

Written down these slurring words, in bed all day he's dormant

But always stay awake to catch the Matinée performance, Milk

Lovecraftian horror, Cthulu type manoeuvres

Zeitgeist of the eighties personified as a super human

Consuming pounds of flesh as I feast under the lunar

The shriek of the banshee make your head ache like brain tumours

Apparitions lurking in the house on the corner

You thought you was tripping son, but ya

You actually saw us

What a delight

Better make a bee line for the tree line when you see I

Sneak attack from the behind like a feline

Floating through the forest, glide ominously

Egas Moniz man I'm dishing out lobotomies

Precise when I strike, that's a job done properly

I'm shaping your brain like pottery

Blood stains on my ice pick

Prodding your brain like a psychic

Flows cold as ice is, Im blowing up like ISIS

Implant a deadly virus in your iris

And if you're in the market, ask me for my prices

Yo fucking Forms bruv

Literally man, every time

Every fucking time I try and call you now bruv

I cant fucking get through to you

You're literally the fucking worst for it and its pissing me off

We were meant to be recording a tune today

What's the fucking point in having a phone, paying for a phone

If you ain't gonna fucking answer it

Melon, it's pissing me off, we're meant to be recording today

And we ain't got nothing done cos of you

Wasteman