Decible Dike - Dirty Dike

It goes, feet dragging on my way home

I drank loads of that potion that favours my stage shows

Fat crate loads that damage my health

I’m just a twat getting bladder to embarrass myself

I left my palace in a typical foul state

A ciggie in my mouth, 50 quid on my house mate

The city brick loud plate big sit in town, listen out

'Cos when we get pissed the ground shakes

Swagger down to the place where our friends be

And lately the state of my glass never empty

Im so pissed, but I won’t throw fists

But I’ll grope chicks, open my clothes and I s’pose its

Mr joke playing poker with no chips

Rips in my clothes spent at nose bone and broke wrist

Pass the phone bitch, I’m chatting more than women be, it’s killing me

Slam doors, clamber in your limousine

I’ve seen beasts with the greed from my testicles

Beef in the street its Dirty D and Pete Decible

We be the best of all drunks in the mud

'Cos I’m a loud, messy for a Pete, just be the thug

But trust me it’s love, nothing but a cuddle and hug

Man we struggling to mumble as we jugglin' pubs

A bumpkin above, jumping in a bucket of beer

Like a noise making cock we’ll be fucking your ear

I’m raps answer to shaggy lap dances

And swagger in 'em bars with a massive black marker

I’m tagging harder than raps off a pack of cards

And it scars badder than a marriage getting slashed apart

I’m madder than your dad’s fashions are

In the crappest arms chatting to a slapper with a padded bra

Vanish in my graphic bars

The mad image mark magic that I’m travelling, and thats the arc

But I’m sat back bladdered and embarrassed 'til I manage to adapt round having

all this damage in my massive glass

A bad habits like an addict’s arm

With a jagged scar, tattoos and scabs round a stabbing marks

So fuck a drinking club, I sink whisky and piss in a stinky pub

While Pete winks at chicks, there’ll be 50 plus

With strictly drunken dicks, till we sniff some drugs