0800 GREY SKIES - Lee Scott, Stinkin Slumrok, Milkavelli

I want to go to hell

But it’s the wrong time of year

Bopped out of Heaven

Dragging God by the ear

Explain life to me

I forgot why I’m here

Shed a fuck tear

Made the song cry in fear

Here

At the shop buying beers

Like some type of jada tip pop pioneer

Finally i understood the plot high on gear

Walked out screaming this is not my career

Now i rap with a screw face

And squeeze the mic like i’m trying to get the last of the toothpaste

I’m a nazzler with two crates under me arm

At 3 AM motherfucker be calm

Why i close me eyelids

And stab myself in the back

So there’s no suprises

But hope arises from the dephs of despair

I will be right there

Pretending i care

But I don’t

I’ve been moving real anti

Just to get the batteries

Just to get something crackalacking

Brudda what be happening?

Grab a and splash a morgue

And kick the madness

Pussio won’t catch me lacking

Couple tings’ll latch him

One I catch another lashing

I’m Lex Luthor

Fuck ya ex and superman

And come to the

Try out the then speed up

We got cushions don’t get your knees fucked

Cos summer coming round

And them new season skirts

Looking nice on your gyal

Alright looking wow

And I can’t turn it down

If i go

If i don’t then I’ll wow

But

I don’t want to hear no winging or moaning

Tryna live my best times in slow motion

Tryna make 999 before I croak it

Got a score in the

But my paypal out here

I’m feeling okay

But really i’m not really sure

If I’m really out here

Guess it is what it is

Till they smoke it

Got mail?

Honey i shrunk rap

The smell

Can you not tell?

And I’m on bail, son

Can you not tell?

They said I’m from Hell

Can you not tell?

From these red horns and pointy long tail

Hotel retail

My female’s a bombshell

Jump out the bus with a frozen contrail

Frozen margarita and a molotov cocktail

Still on hotmail?

She says she loves

a horse well

It’s cos I’m hung well

Intelligence exceeds the dumbbell

Coughing like I’m not well

I hit the boiling hot nail shit

I’m not well

Was a game of where’s Olly?

Till i lost trail

And the key to this padlock cell

Shit

Middle finger up for the thumbnail fuck’em!

Got the devil on the mainline

Mate, I know

I step outside and make the grey skies glow

Woah!

Got the devil on the mainline

Mate, I know

Woah!

I step outside and make the grey skies glow