My name's Daniel, I'm twenty eight and I'm a self harmer
What I'm telling you is real, not just another way to sell drama
Not doing this for karma; tearing, throwing off my armour
There, I'm showing off my scars, I'm bare, I hope I've not alarmed you
The way I retaliate to aggravation and stress
Is to smack myself in the face til my sad face is a mess
Scream my fucking lungs out, gasp, taking a breath
Hit the right pitch, the sound of glass breaking is bliss
But I can't smash the mirror, I'm afraid of broken glass
So I punch the face I see in it, my bones make an open gash
I need a healing potion fast, throw me in the ocean, splash
The lifeboat has capsized, we've no hope and
No man's an island, my contraband is anger, violence
Lower the flag, no aggro, please, I demand silence
Skull and crossbones, swollen cheekbones
Pull the trigger, reload, pull the trigger, reload
See me overdose on friendly fire
No hope 'til I tote a broken nose and I can then retire
Look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
I feel ashamed of what I did now I've returned to clarity
Even though I only hit myself, still it hurt my family
All the things I hate about myself, they may be true or not
It doesn't matter when my face is battered blue and black, with bruises
Don't know what abuse is, why I do this, I'm a loser
A faggot four-eyed freckle-faced fucking waste of space, I've had it
I deserve to be damaged, it's a hurt I can manage
I can take physical pain, it's the words that are savage
My nerves are just ravaged, a small disturbance is all but certain
To cause turbulence and of course they urge me to panic
I'm scared of blood but never backed down from a brawl
Stand up for myself, never sat down on the wall
I'll go toe to toe until I'm passed out on the floor
One of us is going to hospital, that's how much I'm raw
Look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
How To Smash Your Mirror lyrics - Dan Bull
From Brother Ali to Forest Whitaker
When it comes to body image
There's a common myth that we're not bothered with it
But it's bollocks
It'd take a lot of confidence
To stop us wishing at least something was different
You see kids stacked with six packs
Skins tanned and big abs
And think that to fit in then you need to have this crap
I've had enough of airbrushed buff people I see on telly
Where's all the freckles, crooked yellow teeth and beer bellies?
I'm a bit chubby round the edges
Prefer pudding to veggies
In restaurants they say "do you want a side of salad or potato wedges?"
I'll leave you to guess my preference
Insert generic Mr Creosote reference
But I look after myself
Might grab an apple and leave the snacks on the shelf
As well as pizza I eat pasta as well
The human appendix is similar to my gym membership
It rarely ever gets used even when I remember it
Now I'm no exercise freak
But I exercise each week
Even if it's just stepping outside and down the street
I can swim, I can dance, I can skank or ride a bike
It doesn't matter man, variety's the spice of life
Why are you looking at me?
Stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free
Why are you looking at me?
Man, stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
Why are you looking at me?
Stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free
Why are you looking at me?
Man, stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
I thought "please Lord, make me thin"
"Paint my pasty skin"
"Take me out of this funny frame you've placed me in"
My face is ginger while my head hair is mousey brown
But I turned my doubts around
My thoughts are more healthy now
I quit searching for the perfect physique
I'd prefer to be a person that people feel at ease with when first we meet
See, it's not just about how you look when you're out with your friends
It's about whether you are looking out for your friends
Why are you looking at me?
Stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free
Why are you looking at me?
Man, stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
Why are you looking at me?
Stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free
Why are you looking at me?
Man, stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
I'm no Michelangelo's David
My stature isn't classical
Sod a perfect body
Mine's autobiographical
Every flaw, every blemish, every scar
Is a natural tattooed testament to how I got this far
Cosmetics and excrement, I can't detect the difference
Except that the expensive one is what you want to get for Christmas
My head's significantly bigger than average
You'll laugh when you see me getting a hat fitted
It's the massivest
But that's the thing, it's a trivial matter
Except when acceptance happens to be the thing that you're after
Call me an ignorant rapper, spitting the dumbest rhymes
But you can stick your opinion where the sun doesn't shine
And for a chap my bum's more like Nicki's than Miley's
What a kick in the hiney
But so what? My friends think of me highly
Despite my glitches, they think that I'm the nicest guy
We like a bit of variety
It's the spice of life
Why are you looking at me?
Stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free
Why are you looking at me?
Man, stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
Why are you looking at me?
Stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free
Why are you looking at me?
Man, stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
The man I'm confident and comfy to be
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
The man I'm confident and comfy to be
When it comes to body image
There's a common myth that we're not bothered with it
But it's bollocks
It'd take a lot of confidence
To stop us wishing at least something was different
You see kids stacked with six packs
Skins tanned and big abs
And think that to fit in then you need to have this crap
I've had enough of airbrushed buff people I see on telly
Where's all the freckles, crooked yellow teeth and beer bellies?
I'm a bit chubby round the edges
Prefer pudding to veggies
In restaurants they say "do you want a side of salad or potato wedges?"
I'll leave you to guess my preference
Insert generic Mr Creosote reference
But I look after myself
Might grab an apple and leave the snacks on the shelf
As well as pizza I eat pasta as well
The human appendix is similar to my gym membership
It rarely ever gets used even when I remember it
Now I'm no exercise freak
But I exercise each week
Even if it's just stepping outside and down the street
I can swim, I can dance, I can skank or ride a bike
It doesn't matter man, variety's the spice of life
Why are you looking at me?
Stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free
Why are you looking at me?
Man, stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
Why are you looking at me?
Stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free
Why are you looking at me?
Man, stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
I thought "please Lord, make me thin"
"Paint my pasty skin"
"Take me out of this funny frame you've placed me in"
My face is ginger while my head hair is mousey brown
But I turned my doubts around
My thoughts are more healthy now
I quit searching for the perfect physique
I'd prefer to be a person that people feel at ease with when first we meet
See, it's not just about how you look when you're out with your friends
It's about whether you are looking out for your friends
Why are you looking at me?
Stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free
Why are you looking at me?
Man, stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
Why are you looking at me?
Stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free
Why are you looking at me?
Man, stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
I'm no Michelangelo's David
My stature isn't classical
Sod a perfect body
Mine's autobiographical
Every flaw, every blemish, every scar
Is a natural tattooed testament to how I got this far
Cosmetics and excrement, I can't detect the difference
Except that the expensive one is what you want to get for Christmas
My head's significantly bigger than average
You'll laugh when you see me getting a hat fitted
It's the massivest
But that's the thing, it's a trivial matter
Except when acceptance happens to be the thing that you're after
Call me an ignorant rapper, spitting the dumbest rhymes
But you can stick your opinion where the sun doesn't shine
And for a chap my bum's more like Nicki's than Miley's
What a kick in the hiney
But so what? My friends think of me highly
Despite my glitches, they think that I'm the nicest guy
We like a bit of variety
It's the spice of life
Why are you looking at me?
Stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free
Why are you looking at me?
Man, stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
Why are you looking at me?
Stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free
Why are you looking at me?
Man, stuff your physique
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
The man I'm confident and comfy to be
Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me
The man I'm confident and comfy to be
Look At The Elephant lyrics - Dan Bull
I'd like to tell you
Some uncomfortable truths
This will now happen
Within a few years the elephants are going to die
But they're less important to our ecosystem than a fly (Why?)
All of our actions are ultimately selfish
Even when we help the helpless
We're thinking what we can get out of this
No need for an apology
It's just biology, because we're stronger in a colony
And honestly, I can't debate the fact my claims'll be debated
I can't overstate the fact I'm underrated
I can't stand or understand the fact I'm hated
I tried being understated 'til I realised it was overrated
Your tablet phone was made by modern day slave labour
The world today's arranged to make use chase paper
To the grave, spend spend spend, but make sure you save for later
Haters are going hate but maybe what they're saying will save you
Insane or saviour?
Am I a liar, pariah, messiah
Or a normal guy with the desire to inquire?
I'm adding fuel to fire, I'll draw the ire
Either side of the dividing line like a binary multiplier
We're all bullied at school, but never did it ourselves
That doesn't add up, you were a bully without knowing as well
You're guilty of stuff you'd have others thrown in a cell for
So look close to home before telling us what we're going to hell for
Look at the elephant
Look at the fucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the motherfucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the fucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the motherfucking elephant
Now, human rights are universal
'Cause they mean nothing unless given the worst of us
Regardless of what people do
Murderers are people too
Who legally you're equal to
There's no line between good and evil, dude
There's only actions and intentions
A result of chemical reactions and events
And any ethical infractions that you care to add that are an invention
But don't pretend that that's an invitation to act a twat
'Cause you're ingrained with empathy, advanced behaviour
Saviour
But you have more empathy for people of your own race
For those whose skin tone fits that of your own face
The capacity's in all of us for genocide
It's best to face the demon inside than try to run and hide
Nazis were people too
If you'd have been in their circumstances
The certain chance is you would be one too
Paedophiles are people too, that's their sexuality
It's not a choice, they're not criminals unless they breach legality
And when the age of consent changes internationally
Ranging from eight to eighteen then it's a massive leap
You may feel uncomfortable, but it's the truth actually
Like the fact that you're a walking talking poo factory
Look at the elephant
Look at the fucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the motherfucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the fucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the motherfucking elephant
Within a few years the elephants are going to die
But they're less important to our ecosystem than a fly
A transexual is genetically their birth gender
It's burnt into the embers of their cells like the Earth's centre
We can pretend, but in the end, eventually
Identity's inconsequential, conscious beings are nonessential
Disagree? Eeach piece of meat you eat was borne of suffering
Most reasons for eating it recede to nothing when you look at it
And similarly with abortion, a significant portion
Of the arguments can apply to infants that are already born
If you say you refuse to go back to coat hangers
Then the NRA could claim the same: "we won't go back to daggers!"
You may say it's none of my business as a cishet Brit
But I'm not one for indifference, I'm at odds with it
It is what it is regardless of whose gob's emitting it
So if you've got a problem with listening
It's probably the cognitive dissonance kicking in
Some of your most deep and strong beliefs are wrong, mine too
Read along to the lyrics of this song, you'll probably see the ones
To err is human, to forgive divine
To redefine what we believe is right is to see behind the scenes
And really feel alive
To be reminded of the blood, the guts, the bones and the meat inside
I really tried but this feeling can't even be described
It's too revealing, I can't be surprised we try to keep it hiding
At times fear takes over, so like Peter, we deny
But the beauty within reason seems it cannot be defied
Everyone will compromise their morals for enough money
And farts will always, always be funny
The elephant
Look at the fucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the motherfucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the fucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the motherfucking elephant
You are going to die
No, really. Listen to me
You
Are
Going
To die
Now I don't care about advances in cryogenics
Or the infinite universe theory
You
Are
Going
To die
Some uncomfortable truths
This will now happen
Within a few years the elephants are going to die
But they're less important to our ecosystem than a fly (Why?)
All of our actions are ultimately selfish
Even when we help the helpless
We're thinking what we can get out of this
No need for an apology
It's just biology, because we're stronger in a colony
And honestly, I can't debate the fact my claims'll be debated
I can't overstate the fact I'm underrated
I can't stand or understand the fact I'm hated
I tried being understated 'til I realised it was overrated
Your tablet phone was made by modern day slave labour
The world today's arranged to make use chase paper
To the grave, spend spend spend, but make sure you save for later
Haters are going hate but maybe what they're saying will save you
Insane or saviour?
Am I a liar, pariah, messiah
Or a normal guy with the desire to inquire?
I'm adding fuel to fire, I'll draw the ire
Either side of the dividing line like a binary multiplier
We're all bullied at school, but never did it ourselves
That doesn't add up, you were a bully without knowing as well
You're guilty of stuff you'd have others thrown in a cell for
So look close to home before telling us what we're going to hell for
Look at the elephant
Look at the fucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the motherfucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the fucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the motherfucking elephant
Now, human rights are universal
'Cause they mean nothing unless given the worst of us
Regardless of what people do
Murderers are people too
Who legally you're equal to
There's no line between good and evil, dude
There's only actions and intentions
A result of chemical reactions and events
And any ethical infractions that you care to add that are an invention
But don't pretend that that's an invitation to act a twat
'Cause you're ingrained with empathy, advanced behaviour
Saviour
But you have more empathy for people of your own race
For those whose skin tone fits that of your own face
The capacity's in all of us for genocide
It's best to face the demon inside than try to run and hide
Nazis were people too
If you'd have been in their circumstances
The certain chance is you would be one too
Paedophiles are people too, that's their sexuality
It's not a choice, they're not criminals unless they breach legality
And when the age of consent changes internationally
Ranging from eight to eighteen then it's a massive leap
You may feel uncomfortable, but it's the truth actually
Like the fact that you're a walking talking poo factory
Look at the elephant
Look at the fucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the motherfucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the fucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the motherfucking elephant
Within a few years the elephants are going to die
But they're less important to our ecosystem than a fly
A transexual is genetically their birth gender
It's burnt into the embers of their cells like the Earth's centre
We can pretend, but in the end, eventually
Identity's inconsequential, conscious beings are nonessential
Disagree? Eeach piece of meat you eat was borne of suffering
Most reasons for eating it recede to nothing when you look at it
And similarly with abortion, a significant portion
Of the arguments can apply to infants that are already born
If you say you refuse to go back to coat hangers
Then the NRA could claim the same: "we won't go back to daggers!"
You may say it's none of my business as a cishet Brit
But I'm not one for indifference, I'm at odds with it
It is what it is regardless of whose gob's emitting it
So if you've got a problem with listening
It's probably the cognitive dissonance kicking in
Some of your most deep and strong beliefs are wrong, mine too
Read along to the lyrics of this song, you'll probably see the ones
To err is human, to forgive divine
To redefine what we believe is right is to see behind the scenes
And really feel alive
To be reminded of the blood, the guts, the bones and the meat inside
I really tried but this feeling can't even be described
It's too revealing, I can't be surprised we try to keep it hiding
At times fear takes over, so like Peter, we deny
But the beauty within reason seems it cannot be defied
Everyone will compromise their morals for enough money
And farts will always, always be funny
The elephant
Look at the fucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the motherfucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the fucking elephant
The elephant
Look at the motherfucking elephant
You are going to die
No, really. Listen to me
You
Are
Going
To die
Now I don't care about advances in cryogenics
Or the infinite universe theory
You
Are
Going
To die
I'm Going To Be A Daddy lyrics - Dan Bull
When she showed me the pregnancy test, I felt numb
I thought these things were supposed to tell the facts
Howcome we got this outcome?
They're meant to be 99.9% accurate, but now I doubt them
I thought maybe one day I may want a baby
But not here, not now, what, are you crazy?
It's too soon, I'm too stupid to build a human nest
I'm a man child hiding in the shadow of my student debts
We always used protection, at least to my recollection
Well, I guess this is another new regret for my collection
And I won't kill a fetus even if it's millimetres
If I'm big enough to spill a seed
Then I'm big enough to let it breathe
A fellow creature, full of genes of each of us
We're big enough to bring it up and let it develop features
Left speechless
But my ears hurt even when I hear tiny noises
How am I going to deal with each night of crying high-pitched voices?
When they're in pain, there's no way to make them say it softly
I'm good with kids as long as someone can take them off me
And what'll remain of a relationship that's already strained?
The love that's left is drained and plumbed into a baby's veins
And what if this isn't the right relationship to stay with?
At this stage in the day it may just be too late to change it
I'm going to be be a daddy and I'm fucking terrified
I'm going to throw up and there's nowhere I can ever hide
I want to stop, I want to wake up and get off this ride
I'm going to be a daddy and I'm fucking terrified
My life is rather good, it's not time for fatherhood
Looking after cats is hard enough, I can't give up my livelihood
I can't be a role model, my own soul's swaddled
My train of thought's like a pram rolling on old cobbles
How can I change the habit of a lifetime, I'm a lazy chappy
Change that? I've never had to change a baby's nappy
Don't want to watch the Tweenies on the TV
I like cult classic black and white cinema, fuck CBeebies
I don't have a choice any more
I don't have a voice any more
Can't make noise any more
I can't have a bottle of brandy and a LAN party with the boys any more
The way I want to steer the ship and the way it heads's all different
The game of life's flipped from single player to a co-op escort mission
How can I provide enough safety and security
When it feels like it's the whole world versus her and me?
Poland versus Germany, east versus west
Earth's eating itself, while I've invited you to be its guest
What can I bring to the table? I'm not mentally stable
But they say parenting's innate and we're all meant to be able
But what if it's I'll, what it's disabled, what if it's not mine?
What if it dies, what if it grows up to be a horrible little gobshite
What if it hates me? What if it's not just one kid
What if it listens to this song and feels unwanted
I'm going to be be a daddy and I'm fucking terrified
I'm going to throw up and there's nowhere I can ever hide
I want to stop, I want to wake up and get off this ride
I'm going to be a daddy and I'm fucking terrified
I hope I can be helpful during the birth
Providing backup for the mother of the youngest of the children of earth
When it's eighteen, I'll be forty-eight
When it's forty-eight, I'll be seventy-eight
And when it's seventy-eight, I should be dead in the grave
Or in my place waiting at the heavenly gate
Every day, a memory fades except for some strange cases
Like when I'm travelling back to the past and wondering whether to change places
When she showed me the pregnancy test, I felt numb
But now I've settled down I've got one message:
Welcome
I'm going to be be a daddy
I'm going to be be a daddy
I'm going to be be a daddy
I'm going to be be a daddy
I'm going to be be a daddy
I'm going to be be a daddy
I'm going to be be a daddy
I'm going to be be a daddy
I thought these things were supposed to tell the facts
Howcome we got this outcome?
They're meant to be 99.9% accurate, but now I doubt them
I thought maybe one day I may want a baby
But not here, not now, what, are you crazy?
It's too soon, I'm too stupid to build a human nest
I'm a man child hiding in the shadow of my student debts
We always used protection, at least to my recollection
Well, I guess this is another new regret for my collection
And I won't kill a fetus even if it's millimetres
If I'm big enough to spill a seed
Then I'm big enough to let it breathe
A fellow creature, full of genes of each of us
We're big enough to bring it up and let it develop features
Left speechless
But my ears hurt even when I hear tiny noises
How am I going to deal with each night of crying high-pitched voices?
When they're in pain, there's no way to make them say it softly
I'm good with kids as long as someone can take them off me
And what'll remain of a relationship that's already strained?
The love that's left is drained and plumbed into a baby's veins
And what if this isn't the right relationship to stay with?
At this stage in the day it may just be too late to change it
I'm going to be be a daddy and I'm fucking terrified
I'm going to throw up and there's nowhere I can ever hide
I want to stop, I want to wake up and get off this ride
I'm going to be a daddy and I'm fucking terrified
My life is rather good, it's not time for fatherhood
Looking after cats is hard enough, I can't give up my livelihood
I can't be a role model, my own soul's swaddled
My train of thought's like a pram rolling on old cobbles
How can I change the habit of a lifetime, I'm a lazy chappy
Change that? I've never had to change a baby's nappy
Don't want to watch the Tweenies on the TV
I like cult classic black and white cinema, fuck CBeebies
I don't have a choice any more
I don't have a voice any more
Can't make noise any more
I can't have a bottle of brandy and a LAN party with the boys any more
The way I want to steer the ship and the way it heads's all different
The game of life's flipped from single player to a co-op escort mission
How can I provide enough safety and security
When it feels like it's the whole world versus her and me?
Poland versus Germany, east versus west
Earth's eating itself, while I've invited you to be its guest
What can I bring to the table? I'm not mentally stable
But they say parenting's innate and we're all meant to be able
But what if it's I'll, what it's disabled, what if it's not mine?
What if it dies, what if it grows up to be a horrible little gobshite
What if it hates me? What if it's not just one kid
What if it listens to this song and feels unwanted
I'm going to be be a daddy and I'm fucking terrified
I'm going to throw up and there's nowhere I can ever hide
I want to stop, I want to wake up and get off this ride
I'm going to be a daddy and I'm fucking terrified
I hope I can be helpful during the birth
Providing backup for the mother of the youngest of the children of earth
When it's eighteen, I'll be forty-eight
When it's forty-eight, I'll be seventy-eight
And when it's seventy-eight, I should be dead in the grave
Or in my place waiting at the heavenly gate
Every day, a memory fades except for some strange cases
Like when I'm travelling back to the past and wondering whether to change places
When she showed me the pregnancy test, I felt numb
But now I've settled down I've got one message:
Welcome
I'm going to be be a daddy
I'm going to be be a daddy
I'm going to be be a daddy
I'm going to be be a daddy
I'm going to be be a daddy
I'm going to be be a daddy
I'm going to be be a daddy
I'm going to be be a daddy
Fuck Everything lyrics - Dan Bull
(Fuuucccckkkkk)
Fuck gongs
Fuck the beginning of songs
And fuck you if you're not singing along
Fuck right
Fuck wrong
Fuck ping
Fuck pong
Fuck weak
Fuck strong
Fuck king
Fuck kong
Fuck the internet
Fuck Twitter
Fuck Reddit
Fuck ridiculously quick scrolling end credits
Fuck rickrolls
Fuck memes
Fuck The Game
Fuck sex
Fuck pleasure
Fuck pain
Fuck cancer
Fuck looking for an answer
And fuck this new breed of YouTube prankster
Fuck gangstas
Fuck the police
Fuck NWA
Fuck your beliefs
Fuck war
Fuck peace
Fuck north
Fuck east
Fuck south
Fuck west
Fuck more
Fuck less
Fuck bums
Fuck breasts
Fuck school
Fuck tests
Fuck work
Fuck play
Fuck rest
Fuck meditation
Fuck stress
Fuck the way you talk
The way you think
Fuck the way you dress
Fuck failure
Fuck success
Fuck life
Fuck death
Fuck no
Fuck yes
Fuck menstrual cramps
Fuck collecting stamps
Fuck banks
Fuck saying please
And fuck thanks
Fuck Ant
Fuck Dec
Fuck PJ and Duncan
Fuck democrats
Fuck GOP republicans
Fuck shyness
Fuck confidence
Fuck incompetence
And fuck accomplishments
Fuck Catholics
Fuck Protestants
Fuck the sea
Fuck the ice caps
Fuck continents
Fuck nuclear weapons
Fuck disarmament
Fuck the monarchy
Fuck parliament
Fuck the Tories
And fuck Labour
Fuck asking for help
Fuck doing someone else a favour
Fuck tastebuds
Fuck flavours
Fuck Remington's range of electric shavers
Fuck beards
Fuck hipsters
Fuck queers
Fuck the popping sounds coming from my ears
Fuck the elderly
Fuck the disabled
Fuck convoluted train timetables
Fuck puberty
Fuck mosquitos
Fuck filibusting politicians
Fuck vetos
Fuck Pepsi
Fuck Coke
Fuck being serious
And fuck jokes
Fuck puns
Fuck irons
Fuck irony
Fuck illiteracy
Fuck libraries
Fuck copyright law
Fuck piracy
Fuck the surveillance state
Fuck privacy
Fuck poverty
Fuck charities
Fuck the movement towards gender pay parity
Fuck activism
Fuck apathy
Fuck flawless logic
Fuck fallacies
Fuck allergies
Fuck anarchy
Fuck order
Fuck straight lines
Fuck curves
Fuck corners
Fuck immigration
Fuck borders
Fuck dads
Fuck mums
Fuck sons
Fuck daughters
Fuck having hair
Fuck Gail Porter
Fuck air
Fuck earth
Fuck water
Fuck the poor
Fuck the rich
Fuck a whore
Fuck a bitch
Fuck informers and snitches
Fuck giving them stitches
Fuck words
Fuck pictures
Fuck Churchill
Fuck Hitler
Fuck gingers
Fuck feet
Fuck metres
Fuck inches
Fuck decimals and integers
Fuck the Prime Minister
Fuck fires
And fuck fire extinguishers
Fuck the nematodes in vinegar
Fuck advertising campaigns that feature Gary Lineker
Fuck the proles
Fuch the bourgeoisie
Fuck letters
Fuck a
Fuck b
Fuck c
Fuck one
Fuck two
Fuck three
Fuck poo
Fuck wee
Fuck you
Fuck me
Fuck swearing
Fuck hypocrisy
Fuck family friendly
Fuck controversy
Fuck lies
Fuck honesty
Fuck doing things wrong
Fuck doing things properly
Fuck Douglby
Fuck broccoli
Fuck advanced breakthroughs in medical technology
Fuck animal research
Fuck animal rights
Fuck automatics
Fuck manual drive
Fuck obeying the rules
And fuck crime
Fuck physics
Fuck space
Fuck time
Fuck rhyme
Fuck Stephen Hawking
Fuck slow walking
Fuck uptalking
Fuck abortion clinics
Fuck foetuses
Fuck vaginas
Fuck penises
Fuck the MRAs
Fuck the feminists
Fuck the army
Fuck civilians
And fuck terrorists
Fuck optimists
Fuck pessimists
Fuck being sexually vanilla
Fuck fetishes
Fuck paedophiles
Fuck children
Fuck flying hijacked planes into buildings
Fuck being offensive
Fuck being offended
Fuck beeping censorship
Fuck being so sensitive
Fuck my friends
Fuck acquaintances and enemies
Fuck my fans
Fuck my family
Fuck anybody
Fuck Muslims
Fuck Jews
Fuck Christians
Atheists, fuck you
Fuck nice people
Fuck jerks
Fuck school
Fuck work
Fuck Miley Cyrus trying to twerk
Fuck nerds
Fuck jocks
Fuck shoes
Fuck socks
Fuck the English
Fuck the Irish, Welsh and the Scots
Fuck stores
Fuck shops
Fuck pork
Fuck chops
Fuck floors
Fuck mops
Fuck doors
Fuck locks
Fuck hip hop
Fuck pop
Fuck metal
Fuck bees
Fuck wasps
Fuck nettles
Fuck smooth complexions
Fuck freckles
Fuck black pots
Fuck kettles
Fuck black people
Fuck white people
Fuck apartheid
And fuck being equal
Fuck sharks
Fuck bald eagles
Fuck fucking all three Star Wars prequels
Fuck free will
Fuck determinism
Fuck freedom of the press
Fuck restricting journalism
Fuck repetition
Fuck repetition
Fuck the word fuck's dictonary definition
Fuck crack
Fuck pot
Fuck cats
Fuck dogs
Fuck chavs
Fuck goths
Fuck crabs
Fuck moths
Fuck colds
Fuck flu
Fuck coughs
Fuck this music
Fuck you
And fuck off
(Fucking hell
No offense.)
(Fuck)
Fuck gongs
Fuck the beginning of songs
And fuck you if you're not singing along
Fuck right
Fuck wrong
Fuck ping
Fuck pong
Fuck weak
Fuck strong
Fuck king
Fuck kong
Fuck the internet
Fuck Twitter
Fuck Reddit
Fuck ridiculously quick scrolling end credits
Fuck rickrolls
Fuck memes
Fuck The Game
Fuck sex
Fuck pleasure
Fuck pain
Fuck cancer
Fuck looking for an answer
And fuck this new breed of YouTube prankster
Fuck gangstas
Fuck the police
Fuck NWA
Fuck your beliefs
Fuck war
Fuck peace
Fuck north
Fuck east
Fuck south
Fuck west
Fuck more
Fuck less
Fuck bums
Fuck breasts
Fuck school
Fuck tests
Fuck work
Fuck play
Fuck rest
Fuck meditation
Fuck stress
Fuck the way you talk
The way you think
Fuck the way you dress
Fuck failure
Fuck success
Fuck life
Fuck death
Fuck no
Fuck yes
Fuck menstrual cramps
Fuck collecting stamps
Fuck banks
Fuck saying please
And fuck thanks
Fuck Ant
Fuck Dec
Fuck PJ and Duncan
Fuck democrats
Fuck GOP republicans
Fuck shyness
Fuck confidence
Fuck incompetence
And fuck accomplishments
Fuck Catholics
Fuck Protestants
Fuck the sea
Fuck the ice caps
Fuck continents
Fuck nuclear weapons
Fuck disarmament
Fuck the monarchy
Fuck parliament
Fuck the Tories
And fuck Labour
Fuck asking for help
Fuck doing someone else a favour
Fuck tastebuds
Fuck flavours
Fuck Remington's range of electric shavers
Fuck beards
Fuck hipsters
Fuck queers
Fuck the popping sounds coming from my ears
Fuck the elderly
Fuck the disabled
Fuck convoluted train timetables
Fuck puberty
Fuck mosquitos
Fuck filibusting politicians
Fuck vetos
Fuck Pepsi
Fuck Coke
Fuck being serious
And fuck jokes
Fuck puns
Fuck irons
Fuck irony
Fuck illiteracy
Fuck libraries
Fuck copyright law
Fuck piracy
Fuck the surveillance state
Fuck privacy
Fuck poverty
Fuck charities
Fuck the movement towards gender pay parity
Fuck activism
Fuck apathy
Fuck flawless logic
Fuck fallacies
Fuck allergies
Fuck anarchy
Fuck order
Fuck straight lines
Fuck curves
Fuck corners
Fuck immigration
Fuck borders
Fuck dads
Fuck mums
Fuck sons
Fuck daughters
Fuck having hair
Fuck Gail Porter
Fuck air
Fuck earth
Fuck water
Fuck the poor
Fuck the rich
Fuck a whore
Fuck a bitch
Fuck informers and snitches
Fuck giving them stitches
Fuck words
Fuck pictures
Fuck Churchill
Fuck Hitler
Fuck gingers
Fuck feet
Fuck metres
Fuck inches
Fuck decimals and integers
Fuck the Prime Minister
Fuck fires
And fuck fire extinguishers
Fuck the nematodes in vinegar
Fuck advertising campaigns that feature Gary Lineker
Fuck the proles
Fuch the bourgeoisie
Fuck letters
Fuck a
Fuck b
Fuck c
Fuck one
Fuck two
Fuck three
Fuck poo
Fuck wee
Fuck you
Fuck me
Fuck swearing
Fuck hypocrisy
Fuck family friendly
Fuck controversy
Fuck lies
Fuck honesty
Fuck doing things wrong
Fuck doing things properly
Fuck Douglby
Fuck broccoli
Fuck advanced breakthroughs in medical technology
Fuck animal research
Fuck animal rights
Fuck automatics
Fuck manual drive
Fuck obeying the rules
And fuck crime
Fuck physics
Fuck space
Fuck time
Fuck rhyme
Fuck Stephen Hawking
Fuck slow walking
Fuck uptalking
Fuck abortion clinics
Fuck foetuses
Fuck vaginas
Fuck penises
Fuck the MRAs
Fuck the feminists
Fuck the army
Fuck civilians
And fuck terrorists
Fuck optimists
Fuck pessimists
Fuck being sexually vanilla
Fuck fetishes
Fuck paedophiles
Fuck children
Fuck flying hijacked planes into buildings
Fuck being offensive
Fuck being offended
Fuck beeping censorship
Fuck being so sensitive
Fuck my friends
Fuck acquaintances and enemies
Fuck my fans
Fuck my family
Fuck anybody
Fuck Muslims
Fuck Jews
Fuck Christians
Atheists, fuck you
Fuck nice people
Fuck jerks
Fuck school
Fuck work
Fuck Miley Cyrus trying to twerk
Fuck nerds
Fuck jocks
Fuck shoes
Fuck socks
Fuck the English
Fuck the Irish, Welsh and the Scots
Fuck stores
Fuck shops
Fuck pork
Fuck chops
Fuck floors
Fuck mops
Fuck doors
Fuck locks
Fuck hip hop
Fuck pop
Fuck metal
Fuck bees
Fuck wasps
Fuck nettles
Fuck smooth complexions
Fuck freckles
Fuck black pots
Fuck kettles
Fuck black people
Fuck white people
Fuck apartheid
And fuck being equal
Fuck sharks
Fuck bald eagles
Fuck fucking all three Star Wars prequels
Fuck free will
Fuck determinism
Fuck freedom of the press
Fuck restricting journalism
Fuck repetition
Fuck repetition
Fuck the word fuck's dictonary definition
Fuck crack
Fuck pot
Fuck cats
Fuck dogs
Fuck chavs
Fuck goths
Fuck crabs
Fuck moths
Fuck colds
Fuck flu
Fuck coughs
Fuck this music
Fuck you
And fuck off
(Fucking hell
No offense.)
(Fuck)
Rapture (Bioshock Rap) lyrics - Dan Bull
I am Andrew Ryan
And I'm here to ask you a question...
Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow?
The Man in Moscow would spread it to the rest of the crowd
The Man in Washington would offer it to the lazy and the poor
He in the Vatican would proffer as he prays to the Lord
I rejected those philosophies as backward
They squandered men's prospects, economies were fractured
I shunned detractor's ideologies, shrugged off the Atlas
Adapted Adam's Eden for the man who manufactures
I chose what was impossible to capture
I chose... Rapture
Where artists can work free from controversial quarrels
And scientists can pioneer beyond the world of morals
And with the sweat of your brow
Rapture can become your city as well
Join me, Andrew Ryan
Follow my dream
Find me, finally
Join me, would you kindly?
Rapture... is coming back to life
Her lungs fill with the will to survive
Rapture... is coming back to life
Finding truth between the lines in a book full of lies
Rapture... is coming back to life
Shops and schools humming with the thoughts of young minds
Rapture... is coming back to life
My city will live, my city will thrive
Being restricted by minor men was tiring to me
If no land was fit to witness the might of Ryan Industries
Then I'd find a ship to fit my vision, try it in the deep
Besides, you can build towers higher from the sea
With Ayn Rand guiding my hand, our divine plan
Transcended flights of fancy or lines in the sand
Deep, deep beneath the waves, under untold bars of pressure
A dark castle full of Art Deco architecture
Part venture capitalist investor, part art director
Hard Objectivism's the correct decision, disregard the lecture
I'm part card shark, part card collector
Part father figure, part protector, part corrector
Part confessor, part professor, dot connector, lie detector
Part Tsar, projector of a spark, settler, tower erector
A man chooses, a slave obeys
So would you kindly? Powerful phrase
Rapture... is coming back to life
Her lungs fill with the will to survive
Rapture... is coming back to life
Finding truth between the lines in a book full of lies
Rapture... is coming back to life
Shops and schools humming with the thoughts of young minds
Rapture... is coming back to life
My city will live, my city will thrive
Would you kindly... subscribe to this channel?
Would you kindly... buy the MP3?
Rapture... is coming back to life
Her lungs fill with the will to survive
Rapture... is coming back to life
Finding truth between the lines in a book full of lies
Rapture... is coming back to life
Shops and schools humming with the thoughts of young minds
Rapture... is coming back to life
My city will live, my city will thrive
And I'm here to ask you a question...
Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow?
The Man in Moscow would spread it to the rest of the crowd
The Man in Washington would offer it to the lazy and the poor
He in the Vatican would proffer as he prays to the Lord
I rejected those philosophies as backward
They squandered men's prospects, economies were fractured
I shunned detractor's ideologies, shrugged off the Atlas
Adapted Adam's Eden for the man who manufactures
I chose what was impossible to capture
I chose... Rapture
Where artists can work free from controversial quarrels
And scientists can pioneer beyond the world of morals
And with the sweat of your brow
Rapture can become your city as well
Join me, Andrew Ryan
Follow my dream
Find me, finally
Join me, would you kindly?
Rapture... is coming back to life
Her lungs fill with the will to survive
Rapture... is coming back to life
Finding truth between the lines in a book full of lies
Rapture... is coming back to life
Shops and schools humming with the thoughts of young minds
Rapture... is coming back to life
My city will live, my city will thrive
Being restricted by minor men was tiring to me
If no land was fit to witness the might of Ryan Industries
Then I'd find a ship to fit my vision, try it in the deep
Besides, you can build towers higher from the sea
With Ayn Rand guiding my hand, our divine plan
Transcended flights of fancy or lines in the sand
Deep, deep beneath the waves, under untold bars of pressure
A dark castle full of Art Deco architecture
Part venture capitalist investor, part art director
Hard Objectivism's the correct decision, disregard the lecture
I'm part card shark, part card collector
Part father figure, part protector, part corrector
Part confessor, part professor, dot connector, lie detector
Part Tsar, projector of a spark, settler, tower erector
A man chooses, a slave obeys
So would you kindly? Powerful phrase
Rapture... is coming back to life
Her lungs fill with the will to survive
Rapture... is coming back to life
Finding truth between the lines in a book full of lies
Rapture... is coming back to life
Shops and schools humming with the thoughts of young minds
Rapture... is coming back to life
My city will live, my city will thrive
Would you kindly... subscribe to this channel?
Would you kindly... buy the MP3?
Rapture... is coming back to life
Her lungs fill with the will to survive
Rapture... is coming back to life
Finding truth between the lines in a book full of lies
Rapture... is coming back to life
Shops and schools humming with the thoughts of young minds
Rapture... is coming back to life
My city will live, my city will thrive
Deadpool Song (Deadpool Song) lyrics - Dan Bull
Intro!
Forced laughter!
Ha, ha, ha
Declaration of excitement!
Buildup, buildup [repeat]
Drop!
This is a song that's self-referential
By Dan Bull about a fellow called Deadpool, ha
Both dead cool, both mental,
Both use terms that are frowned on in general. Hey!
We're giving you a heart attack
The proper medical term for that's "cardiac". Ha!
We put in two hundred percent
You're probably only doin' about half of that
Who's this beautiful dude doin' martial arts?
Hey, where's Miss Marple at?
I'm a marvelous marvel of marvel you marvel at
Throwing marbles at marmosets
Wearin' a tight black and red pajama set
Nommin' marmalade because I'm Marvin, mate
And now I gotta dash because I'm rather late
For the hook in which I lazily chant my name!
Dead to the pool, to the pool, to the dead
If it doesn't make sense, well, it's all in your head
Pool to the dead, to the dead, to the pool,
Oh! Bikinis! Head to the pool
Dead to the pool, to the pool, to the dead
If it doesn't make sense, well its all in your head
Impress mildly be you'll backwards this read bro story cool
So scratch that Deadpool itch
Live stream it all on twitch
Self referential kitsch
Auto-tuned to perfect pitch
Call women "hoe" and "bitch"
Then repeat until you're rich
It's pronounced "niche" not "nich"
Oh, no, YouTube just glitched
There's too much anger
Give me a chimichanga
I'm a chubby wanker
I can't read the signs well enough to see the dan-gar
Oh, hang on, cheeky banter!
And I'm fidgety, rowdy, skittish,
Inexplicably sounding British
Round up critics that down-vote this
And skip their life story to the finish
With so many fates to save the world from
Who will step to the plate?
Wade Will, son!
I make you disappear from the net
Like your name was Tom Milson. Sorry, Tom!
I was running out of rhymes for Wilson
Even though I just had the opportunity to change it
I still said Wilson,
And now I've done it again!
We should probably bring the fills in
Dead to the pool, to the pool, to the dead
If it doesn't make sense, well, it's all in your head
Pool to the dead, to the dead, to the pool,
Oh! Bikinis! Head to the pool
Dead to the pool, to the pool, to the dead
If it doesn't make sense, well its all in your head
Impress mildly be you'll backwards this read bro story cool
This song is for sale!
You have money!
Go on, treat yourself!
Have you noticed how many of Dan Bull's song ends really suddenly on the final word?
Forced laughter!
Ha, ha, ha
Declaration of excitement!
Buildup, buildup [repeat]
Drop!
This is a song that's self-referential
By Dan Bull about a fellow called Deadpool, ha
Both dead cool, both mental,
Both use terms that are frowned on in general. Hey!
We're giving you a heart attack
The proper medical term for that's "cardiac". Ha!
We put in two hundred percent
You're probably only doin' about half of that
Who's this beautiful dude doin' martial arts?
Hey, where's Miss Marple at?
I'm a marvelous marvel of marvel you marvel at
Throwing marbles at marmosets
Wearin' a tight black and red pajama set
Nommin' marmalade because I'm Marvin, mate
And now I gotta dash because I'm rather late
For the hook in which I lazily chant my name!
Dead to the pool, to the pool, to the dead
If it doesn't make sense, well, it's all in your head
Pool to the dead, to the dead, to the pool,
Oh! Bikinis! Head to the pool
Dead to the pool, to the pool, to the dead
If it doesn't make sense, well its all in your head
Impress mildly be you'll backwards this read bro story cool
So scratch that Deadpool itch
Live stream it all on twitch
Self referential kitsch
Auto-tuned to perfect pitch
Call women "hoe" and "bitch"
Then repeat until you're rich
It's pronounced "niche" not "nich"
Oh, no, YouTube just glitched
There's too much anger
Give me a chimichanga
I'm a chubby wanker
I can't read the signs well enough to see the dan-gar
Oh, hang on, cheeky banter!
And I'm fidgety, rowdy, skittish,
Inexplicably sounding British
Round up critics that down-vote this
And skip their life story to the finish
With so many fates to save the world from
Who will step to the plate?
Wade Will, son!
I make you disappear from the net
Like your name was Tom Milson. Sorry, Tom!
I was running out of rhymes for Wilson
Even though I just had the opportunity to change it
I still said Wilson,
And now I've done it again!
We should probably bring the fills in
Dead to the pool, to the pool, to the dead
If it doesn't make sense, well, it's all in your head
Pool to the dead, to the dead, to the pool,
Oh! Bikinis! Head to the pool
Dead to the pool, to the pool, to the dead
If it doesn't make sense, well its all in your head
Impress mildly be you'll backwards this read bro story cool
This song is for sale!
You have money!
Go on, treat yourself!
Have you noticed how many of Dan Bull's song ends really suddenly on the final word?
Not A Player lyrics - Dan Bull
I'm not a player, I just suck a lot
I couldn't give a shucking fit whether we win the cup or not
In real life I can't even kick it
I've never been to a match, let alone bought a season ticket
There's no denying my skill though
I can dribble all over my pillow
I can't do a scissor kick, but I can kick scissors
And sue whoever manufactured them for six figures
I'm a man on a mission with ambition
To be the sickest soccer kickist in my position
At school I liked playing defender a bit
'Cause I could have a chit chat down the end of the pitch
With my friend who was shit, we used to collect stickers
But we'd get suspicious even at the scent of a kit
But now I want to make it in the premiership
If you don't have faith I will, it'll offend me, you prick
I'm the son of a bitch that'll run on the pitch
So awkward you'll think that were was some kind of glitch
And within a couple of minutes I'll have stitch
I don't want to put the effort in, I just want to be rich
I'm the son of a bitch that'll run on the pitch
So awkward you'll think that were was some kind of glitch
And within a couple of minutes I'll have stitch
I don't want to put the effort in, I just want to be rich
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (hah, huh)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (ah, oi)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (heyey!)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (yeah, ey)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot
I tripped over my laces and nearly grazed my knuckle off
I can't even recall a time my side won
My keepy uppy record is like none
By gum, my chum, why try when I
Can just hide inside sat on my bum?
Twiddle my thumbs on the Joypad, I'd enjoy that
Taped over the final to annoy Dad
So call the boy bad, I call it fair play
I'm not a good sport or good at sport, I'm bare bait
Stuck kicking a snare across the airwaves
Better at rap than football, I dare say
Though get in the way of my goal and get battered
Your reputation wrecked, tattered
Sepp Blatter
I'm a professional athlete, 'cept fatter
You'll never get me to a track meet, I'm already knackered
(Yeah)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (hah, huh)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (ah, oi)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (heyey!)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (yeah, ey)
I couldn't give a shucking fit whether we win the cup or not
In real life I can't even kick it
I've never been to a match, let alone bought a season ticket
There's no denying my skill though
I can dribble all over my pillow
I can't do a scissor kick, but I can kick scissors
And sue whoever manufactured them for six figures
I'm a man on a mission with ambition
To be the sickest soccer kickist in my position
At school I liked playing defender a bit
'Cause I could have a chit chat down the end of the pitch
With my friend who was shit, we used to collect stickers
But we'd get suspicious even at the scent of a kit
But now I want to make it in the premiership
If you don't have faith I will, it'll offend me, you prick
I'm the son of a bitch that'll run on the pitch
So awkward you'll think that were was some kind of glitch
And within a couple of minutes I'll have stitch
I don't want to put the effort in, I just want to be rich
I'm the son of a bitch that'll run on the pitch
So awkward you'll think that were was some kind of glitch
And within a couple of minutes I'll have stitch
I don't want to put the effort in, I just want to be rich
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (hah, huh)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (ah, oi)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (heyey!)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (yeah, ey)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot
I tripped over my laces and nearly grazed my knuckle off
I can't even recall a time my side won
My keepy uppy record is like none
By gum, my chum, why try when I
Can just hide inside sat on my bum?
Twiddle my thumbs on the Joypad, I'd enjoy that
Taped over the final to annoy Dad
So call the boy bad, I call it fair play
I'm not a good sport or good at sport, I'm bare bait
Stuck kicking a snare across the airwaves
Better at rap than football, I dare say
Though get in the way of my goal and get battered
Your reputation wrecked, tattered
Sepp Blatter
I'm a professional athlete, 'cept fatter
You'll never get me to a track meet, I'm already knackered
(Yeah)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (hah, huh)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (ah, oi)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (heyey!)
I'm not a player 'cause I suck a lot (yeah, ey)
Family '68 (Mafia III Rap) (feat. Nemraps) lyrics - Dan Bull
Brother
While you were here playing beer pong
I was dealing with the viet cong
Me and my familia, we are strong
A real bond
So string along, I'm gonna sing a song
Now bring it on
Who are you? Hey, hey, who are you?
Clay I'm just a boy from the Bayou
There's a battle raging, man and nature
But if you can navigate the salivating alligators
Hell awaits you
See you at Sammy's place an hour later
And do a man a favour 'cause I'm outta paper
Grab the tab and pay the round
And get yourself a drink to drown your sorrows and a chaser
Down it straight and then head out onto the town for capers
My knuckles got a couple scars from scuffles in bars
Over shuffled cards, I hustle hard
There's a shovel in the trunk of my muscle car for when the trouble starts
Some dogs are only loyal 'till you pull the muzzle off
Visibly twitchy, there's a reason you're fidgety
Must be the midges, heat and humidity, breeding stupidity
Bitch
We've no need for your sympathy
Concealing your bigotry beneath a sheet of duplicity
And revealing your inner beast
Down in the deep south we do it differently
I mean if you're feeling me
Dead in the middle of river row, little did we know, that we riddled two middlemen who didn't do diddily
Oh
This is New Bordeaux (Bordeaux)
So what's a few more schmoes?
Asking for their ass kicked?
That's their last trick
How'd you like the bottom of a swamp for a casket?
Until you've had it all taken away, you'll never know
The meaning of family
Once you've had it all taken away, then all you'll want's
To be in a family
The new black mob, courtesy of Bourbon Street
Might not know me but you heard of me, certainly
The Marcanos tried to murder me, but when I pull the heat
My people started rising like mercury
The Italian Mafia, killed without mercy
So now it's time to turn this town topsy-turvy
If you in the family, then you getting amnesty
We plan to bleed these heathens from the city like a damn disease
New Bordeaux, my residency
And I can't control what the residents see
So me and my conglomerates, shall remain anonymous
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
Put you in a coma not induced medically
Feed you to the creates not leaving a shred of evidence
Evidently I need to break it down, so lemme see
If you keep messing with me, you'll be a swamp delicacy
The only cocktail you drink is molotov
There'll be a few scorched men in New Orleans when we catch 'em nodding off
Bullets will be tossed across ya noggin
Keep on talking and we'll pop you like a bottle top
And transport you out of state
We dump bodies before they can draw the chalk lines
You can vanish without a trace
Safe to say, my serrated blade'll ruin y'all
Stabbed so many times, I got you looking like a voodoo doll
War is what it's time for, go and grab a knife or
Turn a sight for sore eyes into an eye sore
Got your body floating downstream towards the 9th ward
Family isn't who you're born with it's who you die for
Until you've had it all taken away, you'll never know
The meaning of family
Once you've had it all taken away, then all you'll want's
To be in a family
While you were here playing beer pong
I was dealing with the viet cong
Me and my familia, we are strong
A real bond
So string along, I'm gonna sing a song
Now bring it on
Who are you? Hey, hey, who are you?
Clay I'm just a boy from the Bayou
There's a battle raging, man and nature
But if you can navigate the salivating alligators
Hell awaits you
See you at Sammy's place an hour later
And do a man a favour 'cause I'm outta paper
Grab the tab and pay the round
And get yourself a drink to drown your sorrows and a chaser
Down it straight and then head out onto the town for capers
My knuckles got a couple scars from scuffles in bars
Over shuffled cards, I hustle hard
There's a shovel in the trunk of my muscle car for when the trouble starts
Some dogs are only loyal 'till you pull the muzzle off
Visibly twitchy, there's a reason you're fidgety
Must be the midges, heat and humidity, breeding stupidity
Bitch
We've no need for your sympathy
Concealing your bigotry beneath a sheet of duplicity
And revealing your inner beast
Down in the deep south we do it differently
I mean if you're feeling me
Dead in the middle of river row, little did we know, that we riddled two middlemen who didn't do diddily
Oh
This is New Bordeaux (Bordeaux)
So what's a few more schmoes?
Asking for their ass kicked?
That's their last trick
How'd you like the bottom of a swamp for a casket?
Until you've had it all taken away, you'll never know
The meaning of family
Once you've had it all taken away, then all you'll want's
To be in a family
The new black mob, courtesy of Bourbon Street
Might not know me but you heard of me, certainly
The Marcanos tried to murder me, but when I pull the heat
My people started rising like mercury
The Italian Mafia, killed without mercy
So now it's time to turn this town topsy-turvy
If you in the family, then you getting amnesty
We plan to bleed these heathens from the city like a damn disease
New Bordeaux, my residency
And I can't control what the residents see
So me and my conglomerates, shall remain anonymous
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
Put you in a coma not induced medically
Feed you to the creates not leaving a shred of evidence
Evidently I need to break it down, so lemme see
If you keep messing with me, you'll be a swamp delicacy
The only cocktail you drink is molotov
There'll be a few scorched men in New Orleans when we catch 'em nodding off
Bullets will be tossed across ya noggin
Keep on talking and we'll pop you like a bottle top
And transport you out of state
We dump bodies before they can draw the chalk lines
You can vanish without a trace
Safe to say, my serrated blade'll ruin y'all
Stabbed so many times, I got you looking like a voodoo doll
War is what it's time for, go and grab a knife or
Turn a sight for sore eyes into an eye sore
Got your body floating downstream towards the 9th ward
Family isn't who you're born with it's who you die for
Until you've had it all taken away, you'll never know
The meaning of family
Once you've had it all taken away, then all you'll want's
To be in a family
Dishonoured lyrics - Dan Bull
The Empire's got a new boss
Delilah Copperspoon, what a loon, not human, too posh
Her city's a machine and I'm a loose cog
I'm popping out the wall like a cuckoo clock
To move across rooftops in two hops
I'm mute, but if I need to I'll blow the roof off
And kudos to you lot, that do what you've got to do to follow through and shoot a true shot
When a bolt from the blue shocks you
I'm going to watch to determine who's true and who's not
The world's bursting with vermin and parasites
Who surface disturbing this permanent paradise
Cannibalising itself then metabolising the toxins
And we're shocked when it's paralysed
I know violence is glamorised so I have analysed and agonised on every dying man I've sliced!
Take back what's yours
Walk through floors, walls, and locked doors
Take back what's yours
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
Take back what's yours
All aboard, pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
Take back what's yours
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours
There's smoke and dust choking us
I hope it won't combust
It's coating the mechanism of oppression's spokes with rust
There's only so much that we'll let our load be pushed
To the overseers who oversee us I show disgust
How come they get the loaf while we beg below for crusts?
I don't trust them just as far as I could throw the fucks
And when stones are chucked, bones are bust, wounds are opened up
Resistance and revolt's a must
We're going for broke or bust
Fed up of hanging 'round shanty towns in hand-me-downs
I'm tracking down your family if you don't hand me the crown
Today's the day that I will finally find the fire inside
To come and claim what's rightfully mine
I'm tripping the kingdom and crying for children, men, and women to rise
Your tyranny's rivers are dry
My, this is a riveting sight
In the blink of an eye, you're going to die
So think of your imminent plight
Give it a try
I decline to give up the fight 'til the end of my life
Take back what's yours
Walk through floors, walls, and locked doors
Take back what's yours
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
Take back what's yours
All aboard, pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
Take back what's yours
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours
I'm going in
I'm of the inclination to instigate an insubordination
This is an incantation; an invocation, invitation to an investigation
I'll infiltrate, interpret and inseminate insider information
Incite intimidation in interrogation to get an indication of the indignatious indoctrination inundated in her nation
Of integration, immigration, indiscrimination, interrelation, and inflammation in inhabitation under industrialization
Innocuous inoculation against an infestation
Insinuation? Incrimination
Implication? Incarceration
It's an illustration of the inculcated inconsideration incubated in us since her installation
The inauguration initiated intensification of inebriation imitating inspiration
Intoxication impersonates invigoration
Instrumental in inhibiting imagination
Innovation replaced with irritation
Infatuation with infuriation
Illumination with immolation
Incineration and inhalation of the vapour's incapacitation
I'm impudent indemnification's insolent incarnation
Your argument just is invalidation
Take back what's yours
Walk through floors, walls, and locked doors
Take back what's yours
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
Take back what's yours
All aboard, pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
Take back what's yours
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours
Delilah Copperspoon, what a loon, not human, too posh
Her city's a machine and I'm a loose cog
I'm popping out the wall like a cuckoo clock
To move across rooftops in two hops
I'm mute, but if I need to I'll blow the roof off
And kudos to you lot, that do what you've got to do to follow through and shoot a true shot
When a bolt from the blue shocks you
I'm going to watch to determine who's true and who's not
The world's bursting with vermin and parasites
Who surface disturbing this permanent paradise
Cannibalising itself then metabolising the toxins
And we're shocked when it's paralysed
I know violence is glamorised so I have analysed and agonised on every dying man I've sliced!
Take back what's yours
Walk through floors, walls, and locked doors
Take back what's yours
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
Take back what's yours
All aboard, pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
Take back what's yours
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours
There's smoke and dust choking us
I hope it won't combust
It's coating the mechanism of oppression's spokes with rust
There's only so much that we'll let our load be pushed
To the overseers who oversee us I show disgust
How come they get the loaf while we beg below for crusts?
I don't trust them just as far as I could throw the fucks
And when stones are chucked, bones are bust, wounds are opened up
Resistance and revolt's a must
We're going for broke or bust
Fed up of hanging 'round shanty towns in hand-me-downs
I'm tracking down your family if you don't hand me the crown
Today's the day that I will finally find the fire inside
To come and claim what's rightfully mine
I'm tripping the kingdom and crying for children, men, and women to rise
Your tyranny's rivers are dry
My, this is a riveting sight
In the blink of an eye, you're going to die
So think of your imminent plight
Give it a try
I decline to give up the fight 'til the end of my life
Take back what's yours
Walk through floors, walls, and locked doors
Take back what's yours
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
Take back what's yours
All aboard, pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
Take back what's yours
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours
I'm going in
I'm of the inclination to instigate an insubordination
This is an incantation; an invocation, invitation to an investigation
I'll infiltrate, interpret and inseminate insider information
Incite intimidation in interrogation to get an indication of the indignatious indoctrination inundated in her nation
Of integration, immigration, indiscrimination, interrelation, and inflammation in inhabitation under industrialization
Innocuous inoculation against an infestation
Insinuation? Incrimination
Implication? Incarceration
It's an illustration of the inculcated inconsideration incubated in us since her installation
The inauguration initiated intensification of inebriation imitating inspiration
Intoxication impersonates invigoration
Instrumental in inhibiting imagination
Innovation replaced with irritation
Infatuation with infuriation
Illumination with immolation
Incineration and inhalation of the vapour's incapacitation
I'm impudent indemnification's insolent incarnation
Your argument just is invalidation
Take back what's yours
Walk through floors, walls, and locked doors
Take back what's yours
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
Take back what's yours
All aboard, pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
Take back what's yours
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours
Return To Skyrim (feat. Harry Partridge) lyrics - Dan Bull
By the nine, it's been five long years since I've come here
So I think I'm perfectly entitled to cry one tear
And now I want beer
And I need a mead and thanks to this bucket we don't have to buy one here
I've just baked up a fresh batch of sweetrolls, would you like one dear?
I should head back to my Hearthfire before the Dawnguard start lecturing
But my belly's full and inventory's empty so we'd better get adventuring
Pick up a weapon
Then pick a direction
Then pick a dungeon that we're entering
No fast travel, just treasuring every texture that's rendering
Quest:
Reliving our memories and carving out some new ones
With newer and shinier hardware you can do whatever you want
Is it just me or have mods made this world change in odd ways
My frosty droplets of snot are thawed under the God rays
They drip in the mountain water, glistening
Trickling sounds are sort of twinkling
Rippling out I'm sure if you're listening
Your hair's on end and your pores are tingling
My legacy, odyssey, elegy, prophecy's better than ever
You're probably getting euphoric and wobbly
In bed in pyjamas
But it feels like ebony armor
It's Godly
I am the Dragonborn and thus I'm dragging you back to my birthplace
I've got unfinished business, I never did the main quest in the first place
So many side missions, civil wars, guilds and factions
How can I ever 100% a game that filled with distractions
Refractions and reflections
Weapon sets and plant collections
Never ending
Harry... uh, Harry
Pants
Erection
So I think I'm perfectly entitled to cry one tear
And now I want beer
And I need a mead and thanks to this bucket we don't have to buy one here
I've just baked up a fresh batch of sweetrolls, would you like one dear?
I should head back to my Hearthfire before the Dawnguard start lecturing
But my belly's full and inventory's empty so we'd better get adventuring
Pick up a weapon
Then pick a direction
Then pick a dungeon that we're entering
No fast travel, just treasuring every texture that's rendering
Quest:
Reliving our memories and carving out some new ones
With newer and shinier hardware you can do whatever you want
Is it just me or have mods made this world change in odd ways
My frosty droplets of snot are thawed under the God rays
They drip in the mountain water, glistening
Trickling sounds are sort of twinkling
Rippling out I'm sure if you're listening
Your hair's on end and your pores are tingling
My legacy, odyssey, elegy, prophecy's better than ever
You're probably getting euphoric and wobbly
In bed in pyjamas
But it feels like ebony armor
It's Godly
I am the Dragonborn and thus I'm dragging you back to my birthplace
I've got unfinished business, I never did the main quest in the first place
So many side missions, civil wars, guilds and factions
How can I ever 100% a game that filled with distractions
Refractions and reflections
Weapon sets and plant collections
Never ending
Harry... uh, Harry
Pants
Erection
Red Dead Resentment lyrics - Dan Bull
I had dreams of starring in spaghetti westerns
I'd be Clint Eastwood
But he's tough, and better dressed
But luckily for me
There is a way to live my fantasy
The Red Dead franchise
Will let me be that man for cheap
My own family won't even know me
I'm Dan Houser meets Sergio Leone
I saw the trailer for the game
And thought my brain would fall away
It made my morning great
Tore away the ball and chain
I say I'm Dan Houser meets Sergio Leone
Now hang about a moment
While I saddle up my pony
I'm ready to roam
Into the desert alone
Stepping into the unknown
Heading in westward ho
Ahead of the heather the zephyr has blown
I'm there for the treasure, the throne
Whenever I get it I'm setting off home
To my homestead
Where I'd better declare my intention to own
Red Dead Redemption
But wait
What did we forget to mention?
A simultaneous release on Steam?
No intention
But why do you feel the need
To tease the PC players?
To keep us waiting is the cheapest sales technique
The same as GTA is
So yet again the Steam train's been delayed
Come on, Rockstar
That's a cheeky way to treat a mate
Yeah, make us pay upon the day you brought it out once
Then port to PC after about
Ooh
Twelve months
Back in the 90's you guys were PC pioneers
The kind I'd like to buy a beer
Here's my shoulder, cry a tear
Now you provide a new title every five years
On proprietary gear
Just let me buy it here
See, I'm Dan Houser meets Sergio Leone
If Sergio Leone was only owned by Sony
Fkin' blow me
I'm sorry I said that
I'd be Clint Eastwood
But he's tough, and better dressed
But luckily for me
There is a way to live my fantasy
The Red Dead franchise
Will let me be that man for cheap
My own family won't even know me
I'm Dan Houser meets Sergio Leone
I saw the trailer for the game
And thought my brain would fall away
It made my morning great
Tore away the ball and chain
I say I'm Dan Houser meets Sergio Leone
Now hang about a moment
While I saddle up my pony
I'm ready to roam
Into the desert alone
Stepping into the unknown
Heading in westward ho
Ahead of the heather the zephyr has blown
I'm there for the treasure, the throne
Whenever I get it I'm setting off home
To my homestead
Where I'd better declare my intention to own
Red Dead Redemption
But wait
What did we forget to mention?
A simultaneous release on Steam?
No intention
But why do you feel the need
To tease the PC players?
To keep us waiting is the cheapest sales technique
The same as GTA is
So yet again the Steam train's been delayed
Come on, Rockstar
That's a cheeky way to treat a mate
Yeah, make us pay upon the day you brought it out once
Then port to PC after about
Ooh
Twelve months
Back in the 90's you guys were PC pioneers
The kind I'd like to buy a beer
Here's my shoulder, cry a tear
Now you provide a new title every five years
On proprietary gear
Just let me buy it here
See, I'm Dan Houser meets Sergio Leone
If Sergio Leone was only owned by Sony
Fkin' blow me
I'm sorry I said that
The Last Guardian (feat. Miracle Of Sound) lyrics - Dan Bull
We spoke unspoken things
We rode on broken wings
We wrote a symphony with broken bows and broken strings
We harmonised to bring eachother simple hope from hymns
We spoke unspoken things
We rode on broken wings
I still remember the day that I met you
To begin with I didn't quite get you
And I bet you didn't get me
When you sneezed and I said bless you
Remember the days of getting acquainted?
We were chained together with pain
But yet it's the same tether that made a friendship
That no oppressor could tame
We severed the chain
Shedding the weight
And made a clever escape
Through terrible weather and flame
Frayed fur and feathers never the same
Together we celebrate
Commiserate
Share treasure and blame
By any given measure you make
We're the best
The better
The best of mates
We spoke unspoken things
We rode on broken wings
We wrote a symphony with broken bows and broken strings
We harmonised to bring eachother simple hope from hymns
Akin to lowly folk and kings
Sharing a token drink
Opening a link once closed
To simply sit like bros and sing
We broke the mould and showed the whole world what we both can bring
But a pin that's soaked in ink
And poked in skin can only sting
Like broken bones, broken oaths or broken wings
So just
Cary me
And I'll lead you
Shelter me
And I'll feed you
Hear me
And I'll see you through
Together we do
Whatever we need to do
I still remember the day that I met you
To begin with I didn't quite get you
And I bet you didn't get me
When I leaned in with an attempt to pet you
But with you I'm not scared to share the real me
Just knowing you care can heal me
I swear fearly
Can you feel me?
I'll be your sword if you shield me
Might never get a chance to say goodbye
When it's to late, you're gone
We two may be separated
But it's you that made me one
When I'm away, please stay strong
Remember what it takes to break these bonds
Place oceans and seas between us
They'll seem like lakes and ponds
I care about your whereabouts
I'm bare without you
Share yourself with me
Feel free to dare to doubt
I swear I'm there to help
My prayers go out to thee
You're tearing down the scary towers
Bearing down
And staring out
And glaring down at me
There's no bound to what we're amounting to
To what you and a pal can do
Insurmountable mountains
Become minuscule mounds
When we meld as two
I keep the principles you held us to
And they help us through
Still here when I'm out of view
That chill you felt, I felt it too
That chill you felt, I felt it too
So
Carry me
And I'll lead you
Shelter me
And I'll feed you
Hear me
And I'll see you through
Together we do
Whatever we need to do
(Together we do, whatever we need to do)
We rode on broken wings
We wrote a symphony with broken bows and broken strings
We harmonised to bring eachother simple hope from hymns
We spoke unspoken things
We rode on broken wings
I still remember the day that I met you
To begin with I didn't quite get you
And I bet you didn't get me
When you sneezed and I said bless you
Remember the days of getting acquainted?
We were chained together with pain
But yet it's the same tether that made a friendship
That no oppressor could tame
We severed the chain
Shedding the weight
And made a clever escape
Through terrible weather and flame
Frayed fur and feathers never the same
Together we celebrate
Commiserate
Share treasure and blame
By any given measure you make
We're the best
The better
The best of mates
We spoke unspoken things
We rode on broken wings
We wrote a symphony with broken bows and broken strings
We harmonised to bring eachother simple hope from hymns
Akin to lowly folk and kings
Sharing a token drink
Opening a link once closed
To simply sit like bros and sing
We broke the mould and showed the whole world what we both can bring
But a pin that's soaked in ink
And poked in skin can only sting
Like broken bones, broken oaths or broken wings
So just
Cary me
And I'll lead you
Shelter me
And I'll feed you
Hear me
And I'll see you through
Together we do
Whatever we need to do
I still remember the day that I met you
To begin with I didn't quite get you
And I bet you didn't get me
When I leaned in with an attempt to pet you
But with you I'm not scared to share the real me
Just knowing you care can heal me
I swear fearly
Can you feel me?
I'll be your sword if you shield me
Might never get a chance to say goodbye
When it's to late, you're gone
We two may be separated
But it's you that made me one
When I'm away, please stay strong
Remember what it takes to break these bonds
Place oceans and seas between us
They'll seem like lakes and ponds
I care about your whereabouts
I'm bare without you
Share yourself with me
Feel free to dare to doubt
I swear I'm there to help
My prayers go out to thee
You're tearing down the scary towers
Bearing down
And staring out
And glaring down at me
There's no bound to what we're amounting to
To what you and a pal can do
Insurmountable mountains
Become minuscule mounds
When we meld as two
I keep the principles you held us to
And they help us through
Still here when I'm out of view
That chill you felt, I felt it too
That chill you felt, I felt it too
So
Carry me
And I'll lead you
Shelter me
And I'll feed you
Hear me
And I'll see you through
Together we do
Whatever we need to do
(Together we do, whatever we need to do)
Oh No Mario! lyrics - Dan Bull
Why are video games so bloody violent?
Mindless?
Man, it's time to rewind
To a time where the action was colourful and innocent
Moms and dads didn't have to be diligent
Didn't have to panic for the kids becoming militant
Mario's back and it's brilliant
I'm a wholesome character that's suitable for children
A real role model when I'm leaping off a building
Come on kids, follow me
Follow me
One
Two
Three
Jump off
And weeeeee
Dash through traffic shouting "tally ho"
Can you run down the road as fast as Mario?
I'm a show you pipes
A variety of types
Hash pipes
Crack pipes
Pass me a light
I'm jacked up on mushrooms
Listening to rush tunes
Puff, puff, pass me the carrot
Motherfuck you
Fuck
Yeah
Oh no Mario!
Fuck
Yeah
Oh no Mario!
Fucking listen
Roll up to the club and I jump on the table
Engage in R-rated behaviour that's shameful
Fuck the haters straight up mate
You can jump on a turle, and make it painful
I'm only saving princess Peach
To get a piece and pinch her peaches
Preach!
I'm going to break that bum when I get her home
But I've got the shakes man, I'm coming off the methadone
So I scoff another plate full of goombas
Make her suck me off on the rug like a roomba
Oorah
Rebel rabble rouser
That'll yank down bowser's trousers
And I sell drugs, plumbing is a front
I'm addressing every woman as a cunt
Roughing up a punk
While I'm puffing on a blunt
Duppy motherfuckers and I stuff them in the trunk
Fuck finishers in Mortal Kombat
Oh no Mario!
Mario's already been there, don't that
Oh no Mario!
Fuck Carmageddon
And fuck Manhunt
Oh no Mario!
Mario's worse, he's a God damn cunt
Oh no Mario!
Spin my hat front to back then back to front
I bet you can't do that, you cunt
I'm a little fucking fat fucking plumber
Fucking taking on fucking any fucking comer
I'm a
Loose cannon on the loose
With an appetite for animal abuse
Don't like jews
I don't like you
Don't like anybody, hang them from a noose
Enacting atrocities
Cruelty of all kinds
Bloodbaths
Massacres
Slaughter
And war crimes
Napalming your jungle leaves
While I'm shaking the junk in my dungarees
But you won't get a crumb from me
Because I'm from the streets of New Donk City
Out the Barrio
And I'm heading for hell
It's a me Mario
Beheading infidels
Fuck Saints Row
Fuck Grand Theft Auto
Oh no Mario!
Mario's going to come and cut your throat
Oh no Mario!
Fuck Doom
Fuck hatred
Oh no Mario!
Mario's raping all that is sacred
Oh no Mario!
Mindless?
Man, it's time to rewind
To a time where the action was colourful and innocent
Moms and dads didn't have to be diligent
Didn't have to panic for the kids becoming militant
Mario's back and it's brilliant
I'm a wholesome character that's suitable for children
A real role model when I'm leaping off a building
Come on kids, follow me
Follow me
One
Two
Three
Jump off
And weeeeee
Dash through traffic shouting "tally ho"
Can you run down the road as fast as Mario?
I'm a show you pipes
A variety of types
Hash pipes
Crack pipes
Pass me a light
I'm jacked up on mushrooms
Listening to rush tunes
Puff, puff, pass me the carrot
Motherfuck you
Fuck
Yeah
Oh no Mario!
Fuck
Yeah
Oh no Mario!
Fucking listen
Roll up to the club and I jump on the table
Engage in R-rated behaviour that's shameful
Fuck the haters straight up mate
You can jump on a turle, and make it painful
I'm only saving princess Peach
To get a piece and pinch her peaches
Preach!
I'm going to break that bum when I get her home
But I've got the shakes man, I'm coming off the methadone
So I scoff another plate full of goombas
Make her suck me off on the rug like a roomba
Oorah
Rebel rabble rouser
That'll yank down bowser's trousers
And I sell drugs, plumbing is a front
I'm addressing every woman as a cunt
Roughing up a punk
While I'm puffing on a blunt
Duppy motherfuckers and I stuff them in the trunk
Fuck finishers in Mortal Kombat
Oh no Mario!
Mario's already been there, don't that
Oh no Mario!
Fuck Carmageddon
And fuck Manhunt
Oh no Mario!
Mario's worse, he's a God damn cunt
Oh no Mario!
Spin my hat front to back then back to front
I bet you can't do that, you cunt
I'm a little fucking fat fucking plumber
Fucking taking on fucking any fucking comer
I'm a
Loose cannon on the loose
With an appetite for animal abuse
Don't like jews
I don't like you
Don't like anybody, hang them from a noose
Enacting atrocities
Cruelty of all kinds
Bloodbaths
Massacres
Slaughter
And war crimes
Napalming your jungle leaves
While I'm shaking the junk in my dungarees
But you won't get a crumb from me
Because I'm from the streets of New Donk City
Out the Barrio
And I'm heading for hell
It's a me Mario
Beheading infidels
Fuck Saints Row
Fuck Grand Theft Auto
Oh no Mario!
Mario's going to come and cut your throat
Oh no Mario!
Fuck Doom
Fuck hatred
Oh no Mario!
Mario's raping all that is sacred
Oh no Mario!
Home Is Where The Hate Is (Resident Evil 7 Rap) lyrics - Dan Bull
Ah, greetings, you're right on time
Wipe your feet, you're invited inside
Your arrival is quite a surprise
You're ripe for the ride of your life
Right
Let me take your coat, you're welcome
Have a browse through the photo album
It's only seldom we host any guests
The rest of the family are home, I'll tell them
Come and join us for vittals
It'll satiate those cravings a little
Putsome meat on those brittle bones
We insist, you must have a nibble
It's something we hunted
One for the road
Here's a clue:
It's right under your nose
If you refuse you'll be stunting the growth
Of your welcome to our humble abode
Those lonely country roads
Are so remote
That no one'll know
You're overdue home
There's no bloody phone
No go to you room
Or I'll go for your throat
When you're under my roof
You'll heed my rules
Succumb to my truth
Do I need my tools?
Should I fetch my pliers?
Should I come for your tooth?
It's your fault
I don't want to remove it
Home
Home is where the hate is
Home
Your relatives are waiting
Home
Everyone's related
Home
They who immigrate or natives
Home
Look what we've created
Satanist
Sadist
Home is where the hate is
Where the hate is
Home is where the hate is
Butcher
Baker
Candlestick maker
You can't get away from your animal nature
Try as you might and the anger will take you
Now sample the cake that grandmother's made you
That's a family favorite
Passed through generations of Bakers
Inhabiting the plantation
Eraserhead X Fantasia
It's fun and games, son, let Dad chase you
Here I come
Ready or not
I hear a gun
Bloody belly all shot
Don't you try to pee on my fun
We've barely begun
And there's many more shocks in store for you
But you know that already
Of course you do
Keep both hands steady
Adrenaline, what a hell of a drug
I'm getting a buzz from killing and peeling the skin of a corpse
I'm yearning for more
It isn't enough
'Cause I've seen it before
I've been in a war
Within in my thoughts
The insects are wriggling from under the floor
You're injured, your innards are spilling
There's chunder and gore
And blood on the walls
It's pungent and raw
That's the warm welcome
I give out for someone who comes through my door
And into my home
Home is where the hate is
Home
Your relatives are waiting
Home
Everyone's related
Home
They who immigrate or natives
Home
Look what we've created
Satanist
Sadist
Home is where the hate is
Home is where the hate is
Home is where the hate is
Wipe your feet, you're invited inside
Your arrival is quite a surprise
You're ripe for the ride of your life
Right
Let me take your coat, you're welcome
Have a browse through the photo album
It's only seldom we host any guests
The rest of the family are home, I'll tell them
Come and join us for vittals
It'll satiate those cravings a little
Putsome meat on those brittle bones
We insist, you must have a nibble
It's something we hunted
One for the road
Here's a clue:
It's right under your nose
If you refuse you'll be stunting the growth
Of your welcome to our humble abode
Those lonely country roads
Are so remote
That no one'll know
You're overdue home
There's no bloody phone
No go to you room
Or I'll go for your throat
When you're under my roof
You'll heed my rules
Succumb to my truth
Do I need my tools?
Should I fetch my pliers?
Should I come for your tooth?
It's your fault
I don't want to remove it
Home
Home is where the hate is
Home
Your relatives are waiting
Home
Everyone's related
Home
They who immigrate or natives
Home
Look what we've created
Satanist
Sadist
Home is where the hate is
Where the hate is
Home is where the hate is
Butcher
Baker
Candlestick maker
You can't get away from your animal nature
Try as you might and the anger will take you
Now sample the cake that grandmother's made you
That's a family favorite
Passed through generations of Bakers
Inhabiting the plantation
Eraserhead X Fantasia
It's fun and games, son, let Dad chase you
Here I come
Ready or not
I hear a gun
Bloody belly all shot
Don't you try to pee on my fun
We've barely begun
And there's many more shocks in store for you
But you know that already
Of course you do
Keep both hands steady
Adrenaline, what a hell of a drug
I'm getting a buzz from killing and peeling the skin of a corpse
I'm yearning for more
It isn't enough
'Cause I've seen it before
I've been in a war
Within in my thoughts
The insects are wriggling from under the floor
You're injured, your innards are spilling
There's chunder and gore
And blood on the walls
It's pungent and raw
That's the warm welcome
I give out for someone who comes through my door
And into my home
Home is where the hate is
Home
Your relatives are waiting
Home
Everyone's related
Home
They who immigrate or natives
Home
Look what we've created
Satanist
Sadist
Home is where the hate is
Home is where the hate is
Home is where the hate is
Dawn Zero Horizon Zero Dawn Horizon Dawn Zero Horizon Dawn Horizon Zero lyrics - Dan Bull
A
Ruined world
Hey
What you doing girl?
Looking for answers?
You look a bit anxious
You're far from shelter
It's harmful out there
Fighting violence and terror
Is trial and error
Grab a vine or a fibre
A wire and tie them together
So you're flying
As light as a feather
Climbing whatever
Climate or weather
'Til you're finding the treasure
Head straight to Meridian
What a place to create a city in
Chasing Elysium
Like an idiot taking the lithium
Aim for oblivion
I may be rephrasing an idiom
Saying the same thing again
Just to make it fit in
But I'm taking you primitive places
You may never visit
And making it...
SSSIIZZLING
Every minute there's a hero born
At the beginning of the Zero Dawn
Got a premonition and I fear those swarms
Will be here with no warning
Hear those horns
Don't pour scorn
On those that forewarn
Of snowstorms
Or you could go home forlorn
Every minute there's a hero born
At the beginning of the Zero Dawn
Trudging through the over growth
The hunt's a drug I do
I'm floating close to overdose
My toes, my bones, my chromosomes
The moment's over, focus
Slowly sober, roaming over zones
Showing signs of tribes of old
Like roman roads are
Eroded
A ronin rode a rodeo
Rewrote the rule, we rowed a rowboat
Over rows of rapid river flows
Until it froze
The tiller throws us
And it goes off
'Til our goal just isn't close
This isn't supposed to be
The way the wind it blows
But when it blows, It leaves a breeze
That tends to throw the leaves of trees
To the extent we only see
In fevered dreams
See, believe
These machines
Steel beasts
When we beat them we'll feast
On meals of real meat again
We'll meet again
When he's deceased
Every minute there's a hero born
At the beginning of the Zero Dawn
Got a premonition and I fear those swarms
Will be here with no warning
Hear those horns
Don't pour scorn
On those that forewarn
Of snowstorms
Or you could go home forlorn
Every minute there's a hero born
At the beginning of the Zero Dawn
I've
Got something to say
Don't take it in a sensitive way
There's no sense in taking offense
I'm saving a friend when I say
Pray
What kind of brave hunter is chased
Running away
To the hub of the cave
Thinking you're going to be safe
Nah
They're coming to take
Everything you're loving away
Whether humble or great
Man, it'll crumble and fade
Succumbing unto the grave
So come on under whether you're
Pulling a gun or a blade
Going to make the blood in my veins
Run at a pace that's unsafe
In an untamed rugged domain
What could it mean
I'm wondering who my mother could be
Was she
The same kind of woman as me
There's some kind of beast
Drumming a beat
I'm a machine
Like those steel beasts
When we beat them we'll feast
On meals of real meat again
We'll meet again when he's deceased
When he's been blessed with death
When east is east
And west is west
North is north
And south is south
I'm going in
Out and out
Every minute there's a hero born
At the beginning of the Zero Dawn
Got a premonition and I fear those swarms
Will be here with no warning
Hear those horns
Don't pour scorn
On those that forewarn
Of snowstorms
Or you could go home forlorn
Every minute there's a hero born
At the beginning of the Zero Dawn
Ruined world
Hey
What you doing girl?
Looking for answers?
You look a bit anxious
You're far from shelter
It's harmful out there
Fighting violence and terror
Is trial and error
Grab a vine or a fibre
A wire and tie them together
So you're flying
As light as a feather
Climbing whatever
Climate or weather
'Til you're finding the treasure
Head straight to Meridian
What a place to create a city in
Chasing Elysium
Like an idiot taking the lithium
Aim for oblivion
I may be rephrasing an idiom
Saying the same thing again
Just to make it fit in
But I'm taking you primitive places
You may never visit
And making it...
SSSIIZZLING
Every minute there's a hero born
At the beginning of the Zero Dawn
Got a premonition and I fear those swarms
Will be here with no warning
Hear those horns
Don't pour scorn
On those that forewarn
Of snowstorms
Or you could go home forlorn
Every minute there's a hero born
At the beginning of the Zero Dawn
Trudging through the over growth
The hunt's a drug I do
I'm floating close to overdose
My toes, my bones, my chromosomes
The moment's over, focus
Slowly sober, roaming over zones
Showing signs of tribes of old
Like roman roads are
Eroded
A ronin rode a rodeo
Rewrote the rule, we rowed a rowboat
Over rows of rapid river flows
Until it froze
The tiller throws us
And it goes off
'Til our goal just isn't close
This isn't supposed to be
The way the wind it blows
But when it blows, It leaves a breeze
That tends to throw the leaves of trees
To the extent we only see
In fevered dreams
See, believe
These machines
Steel beasts
When we beat them we'll feast
On meals of real meat again
We'll meet again
When he's deceased
Every minute there's a hero born
At the beginning of the Zero Dawn
Got a premonition and I fear those swarms
Will be here with no warning
Hear those horns
Don't pour scorn
On those that forewarn
Of snowstorms
Or you could go home forlorn
Every minute there's a hero born
At the beginning of the Zero Dawn
I've
Got something to say
Don't take it in a sensitive way
There's no sense in taking offense
I'm saving a friend when I say
Pray
What kind of brave hunter is chased
Running away
To the hub of the cave
Thinking you're going to be safe
Nah
They're coming to take
Everything you're loving away
Whether humble or great
Man, it'll crumble and fade
Succumbing unto the grave
So come on under whether you're
Pulling a gun or a blade
Going to make the blood in my veins
Run at a pace that's unsafe
In an untamed rugged domain
What could it mean
I'm wondering who my mother could be
Was she
The same kind of woman as me
There's some kind of beast
Drumming a beat
I'm a machine
Like those steel beasts
When we beat them we'll feast
On meals of real meat again
We'll meet again when he's deceased
When he's been blessed with death
When east is east
And west is west
North is north
And south is south
I'm going in
Out and out
Every minute there's a hero born
At the beginning of the Zero Dawn
Got a premonition and I fear those swarms
Will be here with no warning
Hear those horns
Don't pour scorn
On those that forewarn
Of snowstorms
Or you could go home forlorn
Every minute there's a hero born
At the beginning of the Zero Dawn
Orisa, Stand Your Ground lyrics - Dan Bull
Orisa oh
Orisa go
Orisa oh
Stand your ground
Now Orisa go
Pull their defences down
Orisa oh
Watch over the team
Now Orisa hold
Us together in victory
Listen to me, Sir
There's a new individual feature
On the scene that's pleased to meet you
Greet Orisa
She treats you like a piece of meat
On greasy pizza
I don't mean she feeds you
She eats you
And leaves the left over pieces in the freezer
You're frozen in the spot
Call it immediate anaesthesia
Controlling gravity to make you halt, stay
Throwing ammo in your face
As casually as salt bae
A babe aged but a month
That does it the old way
She holds you in place before you're fucked
Call it foreplay
Practicing safe sex
She brought a protective barrier
Being beat isw a disease
And you're the carrier
She's a tank that
Leaves you anchored
You wanker
You'll need to flank her
For any chance to outrank her
How long will it need for you finally to learn
Leaving you burned is her primary concern
Orisa oh
Stand your ground
Now Orisa go
Pull their defences down
Orisa oh
Watch over the team
Now Orisa hold
Us together in victory
With the gun on her waist
She'll blow your blooming face off
Then drop her drum in your base
Call it a drum and bass drop
M8 wot
She's got this game locked
It's too late to stop
Rage quit and blame a frame rate drop
You ought to be sure not to ignore the order to halt
Or she'll pull you forward
With the force of a horns of a bull
A portable fortress of awesomeness
Brought in to cause an unfortunate fall
With the force of a fork lift truck
That's falling off a waterfall
And crushing all your balls to mush
So if you know what's good for you
Then you ought to shush
She'll take on stampedes
The size of a pre-order rush
She'll impede and then stamp on each and all of us
Nothing breaches through when losers shoot her armour
Because it's as amusingly futuristic as Futurama
Fortify
Halt
Fusion driver
Supercharger
She looks rather like a bull
I wonder who's the father
Orisa oh
Stand your ground
Now Orisa go
Pull their defences down
Orisa oh
Watch over the team
Now Orisa hold
Us together in victory
Orisa go
Orisa oh
Stand your ground
Now Orisa go
Pull their defences down
Orisa oh
Watch over the team
Now Orisa hold
Us together in victory
Listen to me, Sir
There's a new individual feature
On the scene that's pleased to meet you
Greet Orisa
She treats you like a piece of meat
On greasy pizza
I don't mean she feeds you
She eats you
And leaves the left over pieces in the freezer
You're frozen in the spot
Call it immediate anaesthesia
Controlling gravity to make you halt, stay
Throwing ammo in your face
As casually as salt bae
A babe aged but a month
That does it the old way
She holds you in place before you're fucked
Call it foreplay
Practicing safe sex
She brought a protective barrier
Being beat isw a disease
And you're the carrier
She's a tank that
Leaves you anchored
You wanker
You'll need to flank her
For any chance to outrank her
How long will it need for you finally to learn
Leaving you burned is her primary concern
Orisa oh
Stand your ground
Now Orisa go
Pull their defences down
Orisa oh
Watch over the team
Now Orisa hold
Us together in victory
With the gun on her waist
She'll blow your blooming face off
Then drop her drum in your base
Call it a drum and bass drop
M8 wot
She's got this game locked
It's too late to stop
Rage quit and blame a frame rate drop
You ought to be sure not to ignore the order to halt
Or she'll pull you forward
With the force of a horns of a bull
A portable fortress of awesomeness
Brought in to cause an unfortunate fall
With the force of a fork lift truck
That's falling off a waterfall
And crushing all your balls to mush
So if you know what's good for you
Then you ought to shush
She'll take on stampedes
The size of a pre-order rush
She'll impede and then stamp on each and all of us
Nothing breaches through when losers shoot her armour
Because it's as amusingly futuristic as Futurama
Fortify
Halt
Fusion driver
Supercharger
She looks rather like a bull
I wonder who's the father
Orisa oh
Stand your ground
Now Orisa go
Pull their defences down
Orisa oh
Watch over the team
Now Orisa hold
Us together in victory
Enderman Rap (feat. Rockit Gaming) lyrics - Dan Bull
[Dan Bull:]
Sit up and listen, I riff on the rhythm
The sickest musician, the slickest magician
Who'll slip and then zip into different positions
While lifting a brick with no slip of permission
I'm not the most vicious of villain
I'm nicking it just to make vanilla thrilling
I'm not into killing but if you were
Given the gift of intuition
Then keep me within your peripheral vision
'Cause I'm of a jittery disposition
I'm a nervous guy that prefers to hide
I'm terrible shy and I don't know why
So please do me the following courtesy
And never look me in the purple eyes
I'm averse to being observed at night
So if you see me you deserve to die
You don't want to mess with the endermen
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
You don't want to mess with the endermen
No, no, no, no, no... no!
I see you peeking at me through the glass in the door
What, chap, are you asking for more?
Boy, you're jibbering jabbering like an old
Man reminiscing of back on the war
I'm naturally, massively tall
I should be practising basket-ty ball
But I can't find a ball without corners at all
So I'm passing the time by unstacking your wall
If we pass in the hall, you're gon'afto ignore me
Perhaps you should look at the grass on the floor
Grab a map and explore the various biomes
But be aware this is my home
I roam through the night alone
Hoping to find someone I can bone
But I'm out of sight and mind and time
Like a rotary dial phone
I don't want to die alone
My type of solo's a xylophone
You don't want to mess with the endermen
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
You don't want to mess with the endermen
No, no, no, no, no... Rockit!
[Rockit:]
You don't want to mess with the endermen
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
You don't want to mess with the endermen
No, no, no, no, no...
Don't look me in the eye, you better run and hide
I'm chasing after you until you die
Deadly as a knife, beautifully designed
I'm hunting you tonight until you die
It's time to tell the truth, a bomb you can't defuse
So easily amused to watch you die
Don't you try to fight, you're lucky you're alive
I have you in my sights... no, no, no, no
[Dan Bull:]
Now you see me, now you don't
Shoving a dirt block down your throat
You better not be getting out your boat
I suggest that you don't leave the house alone
Oh, no, I'm on a mission
To win this staring competition
I'll let you live on just one condition
If you put a pumpkin upon, you're forgiven
No, no, no, no
Sit up and listen, I riff on the rhythm
The sickest musician, the slickest magician
Who'll slip and then zip into different positions
While lifting a brick with no slip of permission
I'm not the most vicious of villain
I'm nicking it just to make vanilla thrilling
I'm not into killing but if you were
Given the gift of intuition
Then keep me within your peripheral vision
'Cause I'm of a jittery disposition
I'm a nervous guy that prefers to hide
I'm terrible shy and I don't know why
So please do me the following courtesy
And never look me in the purple eyes
I'm averse to being observed at night
So if you see me you deserve to die
You don't want to mess with the endermen
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
You don't want to mess with the endermen
No, no, no, no, no... no!
I see you peeking at me through the glass in the door
What, chap, are you asking for more?
Boy, you're jibbering jabbering like an old
Man reminiscing of back on the war
I'm naturally, massively tall
I should be practising basket-ty ball
But I can't find a ball without corners at all
So I'm passing the time by unstacking your wall
If we pass in the hall, you're gon'afto ignore me
Perhaps you should look at the grass on the floor
Grab a map and explore the various biomes
But be aware this is my home
I roam through the night alone
Hoping to find someone I can bone
But I'm out of sight and mind and time
Like a rotary dial phone
I don't want to die alone
My type of solo's a xylophone
You don't want to mess with the endermen
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
You don't want to mess with the endermen
No, no, no, no, no... Rockit!
[Rockit:]
You don't want to mess with the endermen
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
You don't want to mess with the endermen
No, no, no, no, no...
Don't look me in the eye, you better run and hide
I'm chasing after you until you die
Deadly as a knife, beautifully designed
I'm hunting you tonight until you die
It's time to tell the truth, a bomb you can't defuse
So easily amused to watch you die
Don't you try to fight, you're lucky you're alive
I have you in my sights... no, no, no, no
[Dan Bull:]
Now you see me, now you don't
Shoving a dirt block down your throat
You better not be getting out your boat
I suggest that you don't leave the house alone
Oh, no, I'm on a mission
To win this staring competition
I'll let you live on just one condition
If you put a pumpkin upon, you're forgiven
No, no, no, no
Carbon Warfare lyrics - Dan Bull
I'm the most heartless of businessmen, I'm on a mission:
Harming the climate with carbon emission
Falsify facts to calm opposition
Despite the obvious harsher condition we live in
The thermometer's splitting
Can't take the heat?
Then depart from the kitchen
Just stop all the bitching, I'm trynna' do business
Acquiring riches is like a religion
Melt the last ice caps, just like that
Deploy propaganda to gaslight stats
Then cry 'fake news' when I dislike facts
That's my strategy, that's my act
Slash and burn and amass my cash
Salt the scorched Earth, just for a laugh
Don't get caught in the global warming hoax
All the warnings are totally boring!
I, just want to watch the world burn
Earn what's mine
'Til we arrive at the point of return
I, just want to watch the world burn
Burn
We'll never learn, we'll never learn, we'll never learn...
Aim:
Create massive pain
Spray acid rain
Assassinate Mother Nature, that's the game
Natural disaster, that's what we're after
Tapping that ass like I'm fracking for gas
Look:
Gas guzzler
Mass muzzler
Fact shuffler
Crap shoveller
Blast muffler
The whole planet's last hustler
Dat autocratic fat cat sat smug on a pandaskin rug
That I had smuggled in from the jungle I'm cutting up
My cash stocks and the temperature's looking up
No inspectors'll get through me
You'll regret if you reckon that I'll let you see
I'll affect every breath you breathe
Chainsmoke cigarettes in my SUV
I'll choke the sheriff and the deputy
Turn everyone on Earth to a refugee
I revel in seeing the sea level reach a new piece of the beach 'til the piers beneath it
The Devil and the deep blue sea you're between
It's too late to cease when you've already seen it
Rip right through reefs like a riptide
Look right to the sky, see hypocrites ride
Private planes while describing the ways we should fight the invasion of climate change
Stop their childish ways off the climbing frames
I say put 'em on the firing range
I'm a tyrant, violent to my environment
Crimes against nature, acquiring a pile of 'em
Innit ironic, that I run it, when I couldn't give a flying fog if anyone'll survive from it?
I'm not even being hyperbolic, I'm diabolic
Never do I wanna' see a dial with a smile on it!
I, just want to watch the world burn
Earn what's mine
'Til we arrive at the point of return
I, just want to watch the world burn
Burn
We'll never learn, we'll never learn, we'll never learn...
Harming the climate with carbon emission
Falsify facts to calm opposition
Despite the obvious harsher condition we live in
The thermometer's splitting
Can't take the heat?
Then depart from the kitchen
Just stop all the bitching, I'm trynna' do business
Acquiring riches is like a religion
Melt the last ice caps, just like that
Deploy propaganda to gaslight stats
Then cry 'fake news' when I dislike facts
That's my strategy, that's my act
Slash and burn and amass my cash
Salt the scorched Earth, just for a laugh
Don't get caught in the global warming hoax
All the warnings are totally boring!
I, just want to watch the world burn
Earn what's mine
'Til we arrive at the point of return
I, just want to watch the world burn
Burn
We'll never learn, we'll never learn, we'll never learn...
Aim:
Create massive pain
Spray acid rain
Assassinate Mother Nature, that's the game
Natural disaster, that's what we're after
Tapping that ass like I'm fracking for gas
Look:
Gas guzzler
Mass muzzler
Fact shuffler
Crap shoveller
Blast muffler
The whole planet's last hustler
Dat autocratic fat cat sat smug on a pandaskin rug
That I had smuggled in from the jungle I'm cutting up
My cash stocks and the temperature's looking up
No inspectors'll get through me
You'll regret if you reckon that I'll let you see
I'll affect every breath you breathe
Chainsmoke cigarettes in my SUV
I'll choke the sheriff and the deputy
Turn everyone on Earth to a refugee
I revel in seeing the sea level reach a new piece of the beach 'til the piers beneath it
The Devil and the deep blue sea you're between
It's too late to cease when you've already seen it
Rip right through reefs like a riptide
Look right to the sky, see hypocrites ride
Private planes while describing the ways we should fight the invasion of climate change
Stop their childish ways off the climbing frames
I say put 'em on the firing range
I'm a tyrant, violent to my environment
Crimes against nature, acquiring a pile of 'em
Innit ironic, that I run it, when I couldn't give a flying fog if anyone'll survive from it?
I'm not even being hyperbolic, I'm diabolic
Never do I wanna' see a dial with a smile on it!
I, just want to watch the world burn
Earn what's mine
'Til we arrive at the point of return
I, just want to watch the world burn
Burn
We'll never learn, we'll never learn, we'll never learn...
San Andreas lyrics -
Howdy neighbours
What a lovely sunny and uncloudy day it is
Come down to our side of town, smell the flavours
Barbecues, car fumes, cannabis vapours
Skyscrapers cast shadows in chromatic rays
Upon some players hanging in a cul-de-sac in San Andreas
We're all a pack of wolves in a gang, Amadeus
I'm CJ back in town for some retaliation
Reluctantly, I'm happy on the PlayStation
Vacation on occasion, waste my days away and blaze a spliff
Oh great I'm late, I need to get my date a gift
I could either leave and drop you off here
Or me and you could tea for two
And we can brew some hot coffee
Big up, Sweet
Big up Big Smoke
Big up Grove Street
OG Loc
The gang from the West Coast
Rising up the ranks won't stop
'Til we run Los Santos
Check out my BMX, it's really rad
I'm finna hit a ramp and wheely off the top of Mount Chiliad
Land it smack dab in the middle of a helipad
Chump, that's a jump you'll never trump, very sad
I'll insane stunts on them
Grab a punk
If he's acting arrogant, I'll have him shook like a can of Sprunk
Hey, you're bringing brass knuckles in the place?
I might have to slap a shovel in your face
Run away to a safe place, say your prayers
Or should I pull an AK? Want to take it there?
Nah, you're a chicken, you should tuck your tail
And run to cover with the others up in Cluckin' Bell
CJ thieving rampantly
So if you leave your keys around
I'll steal your Banshee and I'll leave you bleeding rapidly
Feeling the fantasy of being in a family of street gangstas
Packing heat, we're not about to leave in handcuffs
Big up, Sweet
Big up Big Smoke
Big up Grove Street
OG Loc
The gang from the West Coast
Rising up the ranks won't stop
'Til we run Los Santos
I'm CJ back in town for some retaliation
I got a loyalty voucher from Ammu-Nation
The police, they know me well down the station
I'm officer Tenpenny's full time vocation
Yo, I'm going to go find a lowrider
Big pimping, I'm a ho provider
See the kingdom of the Grove Street rise up
Rolling over po po in a stolen Rhino
Hijack a flight, have a right good time
Might fly through the Vinewood sign
I'm a violent type with a Tec-9
I'm going to get mine
Step over the live and there won't be a next time
I don't just run a red light
I run a Red Light District, I'm a headline
Because every single thing I said rhymes
White chalk on the sidewalk, that's a deadline
Big up, Sweet
Big up Big Smoke
Big up Grove Street
OG Loc
The gang from the West Coast
Rising up the ranks won't stop
'Til we run Los Santos
Big up, Sweet
Big up Big Smoke
Big up Grove Street
OG Loc
The gang from the West Coast
Rising up the ranks won't stop
'Til we run Los Santos
What a lovely sunny and uncloudy day it is
Come down to our side of town, smell the flavours
Barbecues, car fumes, cannabis vapours
Skyscrapers cast shadows in chromatic rays
Upon some players hanging in a cul-de-sac in San Andreas
We're all a pack of wolves in a gang, Amadeus
I'm CJ back in town for some retaliation
Reluctantly, I'm happy on the PlayStation
Vacation on occasion, waste my days away and blaze a spliff
Oh great I'm late, I need to get my date a gift
I could either leave and drop you off here
Or me and you could tea for two
And we can brew some hot coffee
Big up, Sweet
Big up Big Smoke
Big up Grove Street
OG Loc
The gang from the West Coast
Rising up the ranks won't stop
'Til we run Los Santos
Check out my BMX, it's really rad
I'm finna hit a ramp and wheely off the top of Mount Chiliad
Land it smack dab in the middle of a helipad
Chump, that's a jump you'll never trump, very sad
I'll insane stunts on them
Grab a punk
If he's acting arrogant, I'll have him shook like a can of Sprunk
Hey, you're bringing brass knuckles in the place?
I might have to slap a shovel in your face
Run away to a safe place, say your prayers
Or should I pull an AK? Want to take it there?
Nah, you're a chicken, you should tuck your tail
And run to cover with the others up in Cluckin' Bell
CJ thieving rampantly
So if you leave your keys around
I'll steal your Banshee and I'll leave you bleeding rapidly
Feeling the fantasy of being in a family of street gangstas
Packing heat, we're not about to leave in handcuffs
Big up, Sweet
Big up Big Smoke
Big up Grove Street
OG Loc
The gang from the West Coast
Rising up the ranks won't stop
'Til we run Los Santos
I'm CJ back in town for some retaliation
I got a loyalty voucher from Ammu-Nation
The police, they know me well down the station
I'm officer Tenpenny's full time vocation
Yo, I'm going to go find a lowrider
Big pimping, I'm a ho provider
See the kingdom of the Grove Street rise up
Rolling over po po in a stolen Rhino
Hijack a flight, have a right good time
Might fly through the Vinewood sign
I'm a violent type with a Tec-9
I'm going to get mine
Step over the live and there won't be a next time
I don't just run a red light
I run a Red Light District, I'm a headline
Because every single thing I said rhymes
White chalk on the sidewalk, that's a deadline
Big up, Sweet
Big up Big Smoke
Big up Grove Street
OG Loc
The gang from the West Coast
Rising up the ranks won't stop
'Til we run Los Santos
Big up, Sweet
Big up Big Smoke
Big up Grove Street
OG Loc
The gang from the West Coast
Rising up the ranks won't stop
'Til we run Los Santos
This Song Is About The 2017 Video Game Prey And Not About Famed Leicestershire Cricket Captain Ewart Astill lyrics - Dan Bull
Another day
Another spin of the Atlas
Another day
Another calendar page stacked up
Pull myself up off the mattress
Get changed
Then make a cup of the black staff
I've had enough practise
Practically captive
A lab rat running laps, hapless
Red eyed like rastas
I'm either very tired
Or something's happened disastrous
The redder the sclera
The bigger the terror
I regret
There's been a bit of clerical error
I've been subjected to medical tests
That have hyper-developed my genitals
Jealous?!
It's the genesis, fellas
Neuromods
To ride the punany
Here me now
Wish I had this earlier
It's criminal
I can have lived as long with a willy this minimal
Now I'm enhancing my chances
Of dancing with phantoms
That haven't had a man that's as handsome
Holding their sanctum
The mansion to ransom
While humming the national anthem
A panther run rampant
From aft to foredeck
Don't ask what's before Dec
It's "Ant and"
Put on a londoner accent
And you can rhyme it with pj and duncan
Danke schon
Gang star
Tailing prey
Transtar
Bailey jay
Moby dick on a mobius strip
No whaling this way
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away...
Talos one
Floating in space
Ballast gone
No hope in this place
Phallus, dong
Stop Joking
It's taking any remaining pathos
Out of the song
What a shameful waste
I told them to make it
And they made it
Probably nothing to do with me
But never mind I'll take it
Never mind I'll take it
Never mind I...
Never mind, I'm Morgan You
Who you talking to?
Don't mind me
I'm just sorting through resources
To recycle a knife fork and spoon
And I might leave you covered all in gloo
With shimmering shine like a morning dew
You've been sleeping, haven't you?
Dormez vous
Dark harvest
Marvellous
I'm a bastard
My style is fatherless
Shout to Osiris, Joe bananas
Far from harmless when I go banans
Mad scientist, I'm not clothed in armor
Do it Bruno Mars style
No pyjamas
I'm that bloke in dramas
Fulfilling the trope:
Hero protagonist
Forcing rhymes in broken english
Like I'm twiddling the dial on a broken wireless
Psychotronic science is quite horrid
Take a typhon and a siphon the life from it
Now we're surprised that they want to fight for it?
It's an eye for an eye, and mines bollocksed
So now I'm a fightoholic
Ready to bounce like a lowrider's hydraulics
Another spin of the Atlas
Another day
Another calendar page stacked up
Pull myself up off the mattress
Get changed
Then make a cup of the black staff
I've had enough practise
Practically captive
A lab rat running laps, hapless
Red eyed like rastas
I'm either very tired
Or something's happened disastrous
The redder the sclera
The bigger the terror
I regret
There's been a bit of clerical error
I've been subjected to medical tests
That have hyper-developed my genitals
Jealous?!
It's the genesis, fellas
Neuromods
To ride the punany
Here me now
Wish I had this earlier
It's criminal
I can have lived as long with a willy this minimal
Now I'm enhancing my chances
Of dancing with phantoms
That haven't had a man that's as handsome
Holding their sanctum
The mansion to ransom
While humming the national anthem
A panther run rampant
From aft to foredeck
Don't ask what's before Dec
It's "Ant and"
Put on a londoner accent
And you can rhyme it with pj and duncan
Danke schon
Gang star
Tailing prey
Transtar
Bailey jay
Moby dick on a mobius strip
No whaling this way
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away...
Talos one
Floating in space
Ballast gone
No hope in this place
Phallus, dong
Stop Joking
It's taking any remaining pathos
Out of the song
What a shameful waste
I told them to make it
And they made it
Probably nothing to do with me
But never mind I'll take it
Never mind I'll take it
Never mind I...
Never mind, I'm Morgan You
Who you talking to?
Don't mind me
I'm just sorting through resources
To recycle a knife fork and spoon
And I might leave you covered all in gloo
With shimmering shine like a morning dew
You've been sleeping, haven't you?
Dormez vous
Dark harvest
Marvellous
I'm a bastard
My style is fatherless
Shout to Osiris, Joe bananas
Far from harmless when I go banans
Mad scientist, I'm not clothed in armor
Do it Bruno Mars style
No pyjamas
I'm that bloke in dramas
Fulfilling the trope:
Hero protagonist
Forcing rhymes in broken english
Like I'm twiddling the dial on a broken wireless
Psychotronic science is quite horrid
Take a typhon and a siphon the life from it
Now we're surprised that they want to fight for it?
It's an eye for an eye, and mines bollocksed
So now I'm a fightoholic
Ready to bounce like a lowrider's hydraulics
Injustice lyrics - Dan Bull
Where are my tightest clothes?
The ones that show off my muscles
The ones that make me look like
I could potentially have a six pack
If I, if I
Worked out a bit more
And ate less chips
I need to look the part
I need to feel the part
I need to play the part
It couldn't be clearer
The era
Where we knew which superheroes were who
And who to cheer and who to fear is in the rear view mirror
And a new one with new rules is nearer
Rewriting the rule book
I'm not following the lines that a fool put
Rivals are all shook
Awestruck
It's all good, my bruv
Get in line for a skullfuck
Guns unrequired, I fire with a full hook
With a force of a dump truck
You dumb fuck
Now, let me carry on recalling the story
Of how you chumps become unstuck
I open a leather bound tome
Gonna send the Netherrealm home
I'm not implying your mom's a Jezebel ho
But she does seem to get around though
Whoops
Oh, settle down, bro
If you're getting ever so upset about jokes
How the hell are you going to take a terrible blow
To the face when it breaks all your skeletal bones?
What's a skeletal bone? I don't even know
It just made an incredible flow
Turn it up, don't keep those decibels low
Make them bigger than the biggest NFL bloke
Hit you with six shots as kids watch
Sticking the clip up on World Star Hip Hop
Sod body bags, your body's bits got taken away to the tip in a Ziploc
And after the war, there's gore on the floor
That's really gonna have to get mopped
Now you know how I am when I'm pissed off
You understand why you shouldn't have kicked off
Injustice
Factions dissolve and fall
And lust for power enslaves us all
Injustice
Lines in the sand being redrawn
Perhaps it's time that we're reborn
Side scrolling, mind controlling
Don't roll in the roads I'm patrolling
If I see your eyes, then I might put a hole in them
Slicing you a nice new colon
I'm battering people I pass in the street
'Cause I'm catching the feeling they're laughing at me
Paranoid, man, I hope you're not attached to your teeth
Smashing your glasses to pieces
No more Clark Kent, no more Superman
What did you do to Dan?
I'm a dastardly beast, last of the pacifist geeks
But that was the past, now I'm back with a beef
Payback for the actions I've seen
That's satisfaction to me
Not every fact's what it seems
Re-read the captions and see
We have been rapt, in a dream
Lean back and bask in the beams
Of twilight gleaming from the sky
I remake my faction, my team
This time, it's political
This time, it is physical
This time, my lines here are literal
This time, figural violence is visceral
I'm in your peripheral vision
And a split second decision is critical
Like your condition, it's pitiful
Hope the hospital's hospitable
I'm a bitter ball of all the big and little brawls I've been in since I was small
And I'll continue kicking you 'til I'm against the wall
Or I don't exist at all
Injustice
Factions dissolve and fall
And lust for power enslaves us all
Injustice
Lines in the sand being redrawn
Perhaps it's time that we're reborn
Right, get these clothes off me
It's not ergonomic
Help me get them off
Yes, it's squashing my balls
No wonder Batman's so miserable
'Ing hell
Wearing that all day... sheesh
The ones that show off my muscles
The ones that make me look like
I could potentially have a six pack
If I, if I
Worked out a bit more
And ate less chips
I need to look the part
I need to feel the part
I need to play the part
It couldn't be clearer
The era
Where we knew which superheroes were who
And who to cheer and who to fear is in the rear view mirror
And a new one with new rules is nearer
Rewriting the rule book
I'm not following the lines that a fool put
Rivals are all shook
Awestruck
It's all good, my bruv
Get in line for a skullfuck
Guns unrequired, I fire with a full hook
With a force of a dump truck
You dumb fuck
Now, let me carry on recalling the story
Of how you chumps become unstuck
I open a leather bound tome
Gonna send the Netherrealm home
I'm not implying your mom's a Jezebel ho
But she does seem to get around though
Whoops
Oh, settle down, bro
If you're getting ever so upset about jokes
How the hell are you going to take a terrible blow
To the face when it breaks all your skeletal bones?
What's a skeletal bone? I don't even know
It just made an incredible flow
Turn it up, don't keep those decibels low
Make them bigger than the biggest NFL bloke
Hit you with six shots as kids watch
Sticking the clip up on World Star Hip Hop
Sod body bags, your body's bits got taken away to the tip in a Ziploc
And after the war, there's gore on the floor
That's really gonna have to get mopped
Now you know how I am when I'm pissed off
You understand why you shouldn't have kicked off
Injustice
Factions dissolve and fall
And lust for power enslaves us all
Injustice
Lines in the sand being redrawn
Perhaps it's time that we're reborn
Side scrolling, mind controlling
Don't roll in the roads I'm patrolling
If I see your eyes, then I might put a hole in them
Slicing you a nice new colon
I'm battering people I pass in the street
'Cause I'm catching the feeling they're laughing at me
Paranoid, man, I hope you're not attached to your teeth
Smashing your glasses to pieces
No more Clark Kent, no more Superman
What did you do to Dan?
I'm a dastardly beast, last of the pacifist geeks
But that was the past, now I'm back with a beef
Payback for the actions I've seen
That's satisfaction to me
Not every fact's what it seems
Re-read the captions and see
We have been rapt, in a dream
Lean back and bask in the beams
Of twilight gleaming from the sky
I remake my faction, my team
This time, it's political
This time, it is physical
This time, my lines here are literal
This time, figural violence is visceral
I'm in your peripheral vision
And a split second decision is critical
Like your condition, it's pitiful
Hope the hospital's hospitable
I'm a bitter ball of all the big and little brawls I've been in since I was small
And I'll continue kicking you 'til I'm against the wall
Or I don't exist at all
Injustice
Factions dissolve and fall
And lust for power enslaves us all
Injustice
Lines in the sand being redrawn
Perhaps it's time that we're reborn
Right, get these clothes off me
It's not ergonomic
Help me get them off
Yes, it's squashing my balls
No wonder Batman's so miserable
'Ing hell
Wearing that all day... sheesh
My First Rime lyrics - Dan Bull
It's
It's
It's like I'm...
It's like I'm seeing for the first time
It's like I'm hearing my first rhyme
It's like I'm seeing for the first time
It's like I'm here
My ship was wrecked
I hit the deck
And then I woke in a utopia of picturesqueness
Limp and breathless
But getting restless
I think events like this are sent to test us
The unplanned
The unreal
The unknown
The unsure
The unseen
The unshown
The uncanny
That you cannot understand
Because it's unfathomably
Unimaginably
Unraveling
Your unconscious
Unrolling
Uncovering
The unspoiled
And uncommon
It's unfolding
You cannot undo it
But everything you undergo
You're going to come through it
Through time and season
Released on an island retreat
With nothing but rhyme and reason
Shrines, Idols and carved figurines
Will be debris when I give up what I believe in
As the sun goes down
The moon comes out
And the same landscape seems new somehow
It's like I'm seeing for the first time
It's like I'm hearing my first rhyme
[x2]
I'm shipwrecked upon an island
Silent but for the echoes of a siren
It's wild what the perspective and the light does
My head's spinning, it's really messing my mind up
Got to do something positive
So I'm running reconnaissance
Discovering Phenomena beyond my cognisance
Ominous monoliths
Not the commonest obelisks
Survive through time like honest promises
And rise prominent
My hypothesis:
Divine providence
Can I climb up to the summit?
When I'm confident to move free
Like the sand between my toes
Or the way that the wind blows
More power to me
I wonder how it would be
To run around between the towers and the sea
Where the birds and the bees
And the flowers and the trees
And the great beasts lived in peace
Aston fields
As the sun goes down
The moon comes out
And the same landscape seems new somehow
It's like I'm seeing for the first time
It's like I'm hearing my first rhyme
[x2]
First time (first time)
First rhyme (first rhyme)
First time (first time)
First rhyme (first rhyme)
It's
It's like I'm...
It's like I'm seeing for the first time
It's like I'm hearing my first rhyme
It's like I'm seeing for the first time
It's like I'm here
My ship was wrecked
I hit the deck
And then I woke in a utopia of picturesqueness
Limp and breathless
But getting restless
I think events like this are sent to test us
The unplanned
The unreal
The unknown
The unsure
The unseen
The unshown
The uncanny
That you cannot understand
Because it's unfathomably
Unimaginably
Unraveling
Your unconscious
Unrolling
Uncovering
The unspoiled
And uncommon
It's unfolding
You cannot undo it
But everything you undergo
You're going to come through it
Through time and season
Released on an island retreat
With nothing but rhyme and reason
Shrines, Idols and carved figurines
Will be debris when I give up what I believe in
As the sun goes down
The moon comes out
And the same landscape seems new somehow
It's like I'm seeing for the first time
It's like I'm hearing my first rhyme
[x2]
I'm shipwrecked upon an island
Silent but for the echoes of a siren
It's wild what the perspective and the light does
My head's spinning, it's really messing my mind up
Got to do something positive
So I'm running reconnaissance
Discovering Phenomena beyond my cognisance
Ominous monoliths
Not the commonest obelisks
Survive through time like honest promises
And rise prominent
My hypothesis:
Divine providence
Can I climb up to the summit?
When I'm confident to move free
Like the sand between my toes
Or the way that the wind blows
More power to me
I wonder how it would be
To run around between the towers and the sea
Where the birds and the bees
And the flowers and the trees
And the great beasts lived in peace
Aston fields
As the sun goes down
The moon comes out
And the same landscape seems new somehow
It's like I'm seeing for the first time
It's like I'm hearing my first rhyme
[x2]
First time (first time)
First rhyme (first rhyme)
First time (first time)
First rhyme (first rhyme)
The Surge lyrics -
I've got this
I've got this
I've got this
I'm slowly roasting under the solar rays
Been stuck in this hole for days
What virtuoso made the oh-so great proposal
Of drones with blades
Hey, don't separate my nose and face
My looks will go to waste
I was low a moment ago
But pain's a way to motivate
I don't suppose they'll float away
So I'll make a new way to negotiate
I, turn over the page with no delay
I'm my own protege
I'm a dark soul with two hard shoulders
Known as the motorway
So don't you dare overtake
Or you'll need a new coat of paint
Severing extremities is a clever method
We use to lose a load of weight
Your tech's like your culture:
Free for me to go and appropriate
Those flows provoke debate
Blowing up at an explosive rate
So debased I won't associate with you
You're overrated
I'd prefer to go on a date
With a moldy plate of roast potatoes
Craving so voracious I could float in space
And won't be weightless
How the heck did I get so big?
Sticking tech to my exo rig
But it's never sufficient
I'm already getting ready for the next growth
So let's go dig
Never mind the gods and their schemes
We are the cogs in their machine
The wildest fighting dogs you've ever seen
Blood
Petrol
Metal
Sweat and dreams
Adapt to stress, disaster
Like a committed method actor
No happy ever after
A vicious metal raptor
With the extra X factor
Collecting tech scrap for
The aptitudes I have to yet master
Get faster
Test, you'll get your neck snapped
So It's messed up like It's Glen Baxter's sketchpad
That's drenched in alphabet pasta
Sepp blatter
Deceptive bastard
Fully fledged engine of vengeful havoc
A tragic ending's pending
When you're a drunk trying to enter traffic
Shrapnel spins severed limbs
Liquidating everything
From megaliths
To insignificant details we see the devil in
We go to the CREO party
Dismantle the demonarchy
Don't start when you can't complete
Or your arteries will receive no heartbeat
Never mind the gods and their schemes
We are the cogs in their machine
The wildest fighting dogs you've ever seen
Blood
Petrol
Metal
Sweat and dreams
I've got this
Someone call a doctor
I've got this
Doctor, I've got this urge
But I'm lost for words
Feel like I'm on the verge of popping off
Do not disturb
Call off the search
I've lost my nerve
Giving you just desserts
I'm kicking you off of the kerb
My golly gosh, that must have hurt
(Never mind!)
Never mind the gods and their schemes
We are the cogs in their machine
The wildest fighting dogs you've ever seen
Blood
Petrol
Metal
Sweat and dreams
I've got this
I've got this
I'm slowly roasting under the solar rays
Been stuck in this hole for days
What virtuoso made the oh-so great proposal
Of drones with blades
Hey, don't separate my nose and face
My looks will go to waste
I was low a moment ago
But pain's a way to motivate
I don't suppose they'll float away
So I'll make a new way to negotiate
I, turn over the page with no delay
I'm my own protege
I'm a dark soul with two hard shoulders
Known as the motorway
So don't you dare overtake
Or you'll need a new coat of paint
Severing extremities is a clever method
We use to lose a load of weight
Your tech's like your culture:
Free for me to go and appropriate
Those flows provoke debate
Blowing up at an explosive rate
So debased I won't associate with you
You're overrated
I'd prefer to go on a date
With a moldy plate of roast potatoes
Craving so voracious I could float in space
And won't be weightless
How the heck did I get so big?
Sticking tech to my exo rig
But it's never sufficient
I'm already getting ready for the next growth
So let's go dig
Never mind the gods and their schemes
We are the cogs in their machine
The wildest fighting dogs you've ever seen
Blood
Petrol
Metal
Sweat and dreams
Adapt to stress, disaster
Like a committed method actor
No happy ever after
A vicious metal raptor
With the extra X factor
Collecting tech scrap for
The aptitudes I have to yet master
Get faster
Test, you'll get your neck snapped
So It's messed up like It's Glen Baxter's sketchpad
That's drenched in alphabet pasta
Sepp blatter
Deceptive bastard
Fully fledged engine of vengeful havoc
A tragic ending's pending
When you're a drunk trying to enter traffic
Shrapnel spins severed limbs
Liquidating everything
From megaliths
To insignificant details we see the devil in
We go to the CREO party
Dismantle the demonarchy
Don't start when you can't complete
Or your arteries will receive no heartbeat
Never mind the gods and their schemes
We are the cogs in their machine
The wildest fighting dogs you've ever seen
Blood
Petrol
Metal
Sweat and dreams
I've got this
Someone call a doctor
I've got this
Doctor, I've got this urge
But I'm lost for words
Feel like I'm on the verge of popping off
Do not disturb
Call off the search
I've lost my nerve
Giving you just desserts
I'm kicking you off of the kerb
My golly gosh, that must have hurt
(Never mind!)
Never mind the gods and their schemes
We are the cogs in their machine
The wildest fighting dogs you've ever seen
Blood
Petrol
Metal
Sweat and dreams
Dive Into The Madness (Little Nightmares) lyrics -
Ooh, I say
Deep down, down below the waves
Is a foreboding place
From which you won't escape
No, those who go there go to stay
Below the ocean spray
Who knows your fate
A little lassie in an overcoat
Stowed away
Six is at a precocious age
Or so they say
Don't they?
If she was any younger
Six would have succumbed to hunger by now
Is it any wonder?
I wonder
Why we're frightened of lightning and thunder
Sneaking around
Feet on the ground
Never even making a peep or a sound
Dive into the madness
Try swimming through miasmic blackness
Dive into the madness
Seasick from the spinning of the atlas
Ooh, I say
You gave me a fright there
I thought I was having a little nightmare
Ooh, I say
You gave me a fright there
So scared that I might get white hair
Strange shadows are disguised in the bright glare
Where did she hide?
She was right there
I swear
I glare with a wide eyed stare
At the site where I spied her
My girl
I hope you're strapped up tight in your high chair
I'm not adequately providing childcare
How well you might fare
If only I would fight fair
In my spare time I like to strike fear
Into the hearts of the horrid little children
Let's be honest, then
I'm probably going to kill them
Chop them
Chuck them
Lob them off a building
Do you really need the details filled in?
Entrails spilled and boiled into goop
Seasoned with herbs and then served as a soup
Feeding the mouths of the greediest guests
Look and see for yourself
It's easy queasy to digest
Ooh, I say
You gave me a fright there
What a sickening sight
That's quite rare
Ooh, I say
You gave me a fright there
I thought I was having a little nightmare
Dive into the madness
Vanishing the line dividing good and badness
You can only hide under your mattress
Til' you need to resupply your lighters and matches
You can be sure that in the jaws of the maw
You're going to come out looking like you've fought in the war
Mauled with the paw of the polar bear
Halt hold it there
All fall to the floor
You're insulting the law
And the ball's in my court
Don't run
There's little point bolting the door
When I'm holding a saw
And patrolling for gore
My depravity gland's all swollen and sore
You find that revolting I'm sure
I don't care
I'll shove you through a revolving door
I wrote the rules down here
And all I am concerned with
Is fear
Dive into the madness
Dive into the madness now
Dive into the madness
Dive into the madness now
Dive into the madness
Dive into the madness now
Dive into the madness
Deep down, down below the waves
Is a foreboding place
From which you won't escape
No, those who go there go to stay
Below the ocean spray
Who knows your fate
A little lassie in an overcoat
Stowed away
Six is at a precocious age
Or so they say
Don't they?
If she was any younger
Six would have succumbed to hunger by now
Is it any wonder?
I wonder
Why we're frightened of lightning and thunder
Sneaking around
Feet on the ground
Never even making a peep or a sound
Dive into the madness
Try swimming through miasmic blackness
Dive into the madness
Seasick from the spinning of the atlas
Ooh, I say
You gave me a fright there
I thought I was having a little nightmare
Ooh, I say
You gave me a fright there
So scared that I might get white hair
Strange shadows are disguised in the bright glare
Where did she hide?
She was right there
I swear
I glare with a wide eyed stare
At the site where I spied her
My girl
I hope you're strapped up tight in your high chair
I'm not adequately providing childcare
How well you might fare
If only I would fight fair
In my spare time I like to strike fear
Into the hearts of the horrid little children
Let's be honest, then
I'm probably going to kill them
Chop them
Chuck them
Lob them off a building
Do you really need the details filled in?
Entrails spilled and boiled into goop
Seasoned with herbs and then served as a soup
Feeding the mouths of the greediest guests
Look and see for yourself
It's easy queasy to digest
Ooh, I say
You gave me a fright there
What a sickening sight
That's quite rare
Ooh, I say
You gave me a fright there
I thought I was having a little nightmare
Dive into the madness
Vanishing the line dividing good and badness
You can only hide under your mattress
Til' you need to resupply your lighters and matches
You can be sure that in the jaws of the maw
You're going to come out looking like you've fought in the war
Mauled with the paw of the polar bear
Halt hold it there
All fall to the floor
You're insulting the law
And the ball's in my court
Don't run
There's little point bolting the door
When I'm holding a saw
And patrolling for gore
My depravity gland's all swollen and sore
You find that revolting I'm sure
I don't care
I'll shove you through a revolving door
I wrote the rules down here
And all I am concerned with
Is fear
Dive into the madness
Dive into the madness now
Dive into the madness
Dive into the madness now
Dive into the madness
Dive into the madness now
Dive into the madness
Back To The Battlefront lyrics -
Iden Versio
Iden Versio
I done a verse, yo, I done a verse, yo
I done a verse for Iden Versio
They've only gone and blown the Death Star to smithereens
As if it was hill of beans
But we won't give up easily
Remnants of a galactic empire
Back to send fire
Enact revenge for absent friends
Defend their pride and then die
A death the heavens sent for us
We're meant to avenge the emperor
With relentless lust to see the rebellion crushed
To pieces of debris and dust
Don't get it back to front
'Cause after that you're done
Galactic action, stunts
Massive guns that pack a punch
So grab your blaster, pack your lunch
Run and jump back to the battlefront
Don't get it back to front
'Cause after that you're done
Galactic action, stunts
Massive guns that pack a punch
So grab your blaster, pack your lunch
Run and jump back to the battlefront
When the empire's my employer
Then I get to ride in a Star Destroyer
Loyal to the path of the dark
But apart from that, no morals
Like a lawyer
Don't just stand there, startled voyeur
Avoiding a fight? I'll start it for ya
Oh yeah
I will send an inferno
Burn your final breath
You'll find no women, you'll find no men
Finer than I, or Kylo Ren
So why pretend any different
When I don't give a who I offend
Get in a fight with Iden then
I will pen you a violent end
Send my guys to find your friends
With an identical plight for them
Hit hyperspace, this sight's amazing
It's like a maze of lit light for days
Sky's ablaze, ship's sides are quaking
Just like the bass, this time we're taking
This fight and chasing at lightning pace
Give the dice a shake, six, strike the base
Woop, my mistake, hit your hiding place
You better find another quick, right away
Don't get it back to front
'Cause after that you're done
Galactic action, stunts
Massive guns that pack a punch
So grab your blaster, pack your lunch
Run and jump back to the battlefront
Don't get it back to front
'Cause after that you're done
Galactic action, stunts
Massive guns that pack a punch
So grab your blaster, pack your lunch
Run and jump back to the battlefront
End these rebels who were striking the Death Star
Then we'll find where the rest are
Never rest 'til it's bedtime
Crying "Get off the Xbox"
And they're like "Yes, ma"
That wasn't my best line
That wasn't my best bar by far
I've kept the best for the end part
Giving you a headstart, oh, you'll need it
The dark side wants your soul to feed it
Assaulting Theed and leave it molten, beaten
Halt and heed the alarm call
These daft fools wanna start?
Cool
I'm a glass always half full kind of arsehole
Harsh, cruel
So these bastards wanna play hard ball
I bring sharp tools
And a lot of fuel for my TIE Fighter
Fly, hi guys, want to carpool?
And can I ask y'all:
Why does Admiral Ackbar talk
Like Ja Rule went to art school
And then got taught fuck all
Come and fight Darth Maul
In a dark hall, while sparks fall
Like Ponda Baba's arm in a bar brawl
That's hardcore
That's Star Wars
Don't get it back to front
'Cause after that you're done
Galactic action, stunts
Massive guns that pack a punch
So grab your blaster, pack your lunch
Run and jump back to the battlefront
Don't get it back to front
'Cause after that you're done
Galactic action, stunts
Massive guns that pack a punch
So grab your blaster, pack your lunch
Run and jump back to the battlefront
Iden Versio
I done a verse, yo, I done a verse, yo
I done a verse for Iden Versio
They've only gone and blown the Death Star to smithereens
As if it was hill of beans
But we won't give up easily
Remnants of a galactic empire
Back to send fire
Enact revenge for absent friends
Defend their pride and then die
A death the heavens sent for us
We're meant to avenge the emperor
With relentless lust to see the rebellion crushed
To pieces of debris and dust
Don't get it back to front
'Cause after that you're done
Galactic action, stunts
Massive guns that pack a punch
So grab your blaster, pack your lunch
Run and jump back to the battlefront
Don't get it back to front
'Cause after that you're done
Galactic action, stunts
Massive guns that pack a punch
So grab your blaster, pack your lunch
Run and jump back to the battlefront
When the empire's my employer
Then I get to ride in a Star Destroyer
Loyal to the path of the dark
But apart from that, no morals
Like a lawyer
Don't just stand there, startled voyeur
Avoiding a fight? I'll start it for ya
Oh yeah
I will send an inferno
Burn your final breath
You'll find no women, you'll find no men
Finer than I, or Kylo Ren
So why pretend any different
When I don't give a who I offend
Get in a fight with Iden then
I will pen you a violent end
Send my guys to find your friends
With an identical plight for them
Hit hyperspace, this sight's amazing
It's like a maze of lit light for days
Sky's ablaze, ship's sides are quaking
Just like the bass, this time we're taking
This fight and chasing at lightning pace
Give the dice a shake, six, strike the base
Woop, my mistake, hit your hiding place
You better find another quick, right away
Don't get it back to front
'Cause after that you're done
Galactic action, stunts
Massive guns that pack a punch
So grab your blaster, pack your lunch
Run and jump back to the battlefront
Don't get it back to front
'Cause after that you're done
Galactic action, stunts
Massive guns that pack a punch
So grab your blaster, pack your lunch
Run and jump back to the battlefront
End these rebels who were striking the Death Star
Then we'll find where the rest are
Never rest 'til it's bedtime
Crying "Get off the Xbox"
And they're like "Yes, ma"
That wasn't my best line
That wasn't my best bar by far
I've kept the best for the end part
Giving you a headstart, oh, you'll need it
The dark side wants your soul to feed it
Assaulting Theed and leave it molten, beaten
Halt and heed the alarm call
These daft fools wanna start?
Cool
I'm a glass always half full kind of arsehole
Harsh, cruel
So these bastards wanna play hard ball
I bring sharp tools
And a lot of fuel for my TIE Fighter
Fly, hi guys, want to carpool?
And can I ask y'all:
Why does Admiral Ackbar talk
Like Ja Rule went to art school
And then got taught fuck all
Come and fight Darth Maul
In a dark hall, while sparks fall
Like Ponda Baba's arm in a bar brawl
That's hardcore
That's Star Wars
Don't get it back to front
'Cause after that you're done
Galactic action, stunts
Massive guns that pack a punch
So grab your blaster, pack your lunch
Run and jump back to the battlefront
Don't get it back to front
'Cause after that you're done
Galactic action, stunts
Massive guns that pack a punch
So grab your blaster, pack your lunch
Run and jump back to the battlefront
A Way Out (feat. Daddyphatsnaps) lyrics - Dan Bull
I've found a way out
I've found a way out
A way out of this hell
A way out of this hell
But I can't do it myself
Can't do it all myself
I need a little help
I need a little help
But I've found a way out
Oh howdy, hey y'all
We were about to tell a tale
Of how to get out of jail
Without bail and without fail
No doubt they'll try to follow our trail
So we'll throw them off the smell
Scale mountains and vales
Down roofs and wells
And escape town, raise hell
Quite an incredible story
Two detestable criminals jetted in glory
But you were skeptical towards me
Almost ignored me, really you warned me
Stay away
But I have a daughter
And a father's love is something really strong
Her being far is like fish that's out of water
So I proved that I could be a worthy partner
I scrutinise the new arrivals
To find a suitable sidekick
Who'll survive and who will thrive
If I supervise them through the life
We do inside this human binding zoo
That's grinding you to piles of used detritus
Until a new life is to do or die for
I'm down, damn, don't you understand?
No slack like a racked rubber band
You can stop looking for your other man
We're a team on the way to motherland
And when we're done we can part ways
From this parley, eat a parfait
On the parkway or the pathway
But we can't do this halfway, can we?
I don't want to be behind bars
I want to sleep in five star hotels
And drive cars
Low life with a kind heart
So I'll be right behind you when the fight starts
I'll strike guards
When a couple of die hards combine smarts
It's like "What?"
Whatever it takes
Sever and break
Anybody who would tether our fate
We're doing this now
Hell if I wait
I don't have the time, I'm not in the state
Of mind, I'm putting my trust and my faith
In your plan, I hope I'm not making mistakes
We're seeing this through and scraping the plate
We're breaking our chains and storming the gate
Trust in my decision
Mission: Busting out of prision
Hidden, sussing out the system
Bring the cooking out the kitchen
Cuss each other out like brothers
Busting raps on rhythms
Ay, didn't your mother ever think
To teach you how to listen?
She did, I'm glad I listened to you
This prison is something we're wriggling through
No witnesses, with and just riveting coup
Positioning us, from vision of you
This is our run, this is our chance
Opportunity for us to advance
I'm taking the reins and taking a stance
We're taking a risk, let's hope that it stands
The penal system sucks
We need to steal a pickup truck
And leave for freedom
Police we leave them in the dust
'Cause we could give a fu...
We all have reasons to keep breathing
Even if it means thieving
People we keep dear and need to see them
These are deep feelings
I've found a way out
I've found a way out
A way out of this hell
A way out of this hell
But I can't do it myself
Can't do it all myself
I need a little help
I need a little help
But I've found a way out
I've found a way out
A way out of this hell
A way out of this hell
But I can't do it myself
Can't do it all myself
I need a little help
I need a little help
But I've found a way out
Oh howdy, hey y'all
We were about to tell a tale
Of how to get out of jail
Without bail and without fail
No doubt they'll try to follow our trail
So we'll throw them off the smell
Scale mountains and vales
Down roofs and wells
And escape town, raise hell
Quite an incredible story
Two detestable criminals jetted in glory
But you were skeptical towards me
Almost ignored me, really you warned me
Stay away
But I have a daughter
And a father's love is something really strong
Her being far is like fish that's out of water
So I proved that I could be a worthy partner
I scrutinise the new arrivals
To find a suitable sidekick
Who'll survive and who will thrive
If I supervise them through the life
We do inside this human binding zoo
That's grinding you to piles of used detritus
Until a new life is to do or die for
I'm down, damn, don't you understand?
No slack like a racked rubber band
You can stop looking for your other man
We're a team on the way to motherland
And when we're done we can part ways
From this parley, eat a parfait
On the parkway or the pathway
But we can't do this halfway, can we?
I don't want to be behind bars
I want to sleep in five star hotels
And drive cars
Low life with a kind heart
So I'll be right behind you when the fight starts
I'll strike guards
When a couple of die hards combine smarts
It's like "What?"
Whatever it takes
Sever and break
Anybody who would tether our fate
We're doing this now
Hell if I wait
I don't have the time, I'm not in the state
Of mind, I'm putting my trust and my faith
In your plan, I hope I'm not making mistakes
We're seeing this through and scraping the plate
We're breaking our chains and storming the gate
Trust in my decision
Mission: Busting out of prision
Hidden, sussing out the system
Bring the cooking out the kitchen
Cuss each other out like brothers
Busting raps on rhythms
Ay, didn't your mother ever think
To teach you how to listen?
She did, I'm glad I listened to you
This prison is something we're wriggling through
No witnesses, with and just riveting coup
Positioning us, from vision of you
This is our run, this is our chance
Opportunity for us to advance
I'm taking the reins and taking a stance
We're taking a risk, let's hope that it stands
The penal system sucks
We need to steal a pickup truck
And leave for freedom
Police we leave them in the dust
'Cause we could give a fu...
We all have reasons to keep breathing
Even if it means thieving
People we keep dear and need to see them
These are deep feelings
I've found a way out
I've found a way out
A way out of this hell
A way out of this hell
But I can't do it myself
Can't do it all myself
I need a little help
I need a little help
But I've found a way out
The Will Of The Wisps lyrics - Dan Bull
Sometimes the lifeboat to which our hope is tethered
Is but a floating feather
Blown in zephyrs in the soaking weather
The mist and the smoke envelop
A mystery, a missed envelope
An unopened letter
Wrote instead of
Letting these emotions
Go through the motions, ever
Hope is a coping method
Is a mechanism
Letting us get rid of the foreboding peril
Say no to the Devil
To the toad in the hole
That we know can control
On a whole new level
Mill wheel turning
Fear will turn into cheer
Chilled, flowing in vessels
How long have we known each other?
Would you rather go alone instead of
Getting thrown together
With a ghost in a lonesome bed
I bet it goes through your head, huh?
If we won't keep our head up
And we don't keep ahead
I bet we won't keep our head above the ocean
Then and we'll recede to the seas
That are deep below these heavens
Knees trembling
He sees us... Jesus
For a hesitant moment there, I was froze in terror
With a phobic tremor
That stoic heroics never extinguish
Spoken in the most elegant English
Flash! Lightning, fires fade
Ash, rising, sky ablaze
Some of us die and raise to a higher place
Others just lie in wait in a hiding place
With a frightened face
Eyes agape and gazing vacant
Waiting patiently
Pacing aimlessly
To syncopated beats
We need to face the things we hate to see
Embrace the things we hate to say we need
And that's hard to do
How can we start anew?
When it feels like we're just half-way through
The last chapter, the last part, and now we're starting two
But in my heart of hearts I knew
That this is what I've got to do
True. And when I'm in the zone
I'll never be alone with you
You tenderly approach
Your presence is a glow
Put a hand on my shoulder, friend
And hold me, hold me, hold me close
Hold me close
Hold me close
Hold me close
Hold me close
Hold me close
Hold me close
Is but a floating feather
Blown in zephyrs in the soaking weather
The mist and the smoke envelop
A mystery, a missed envelope
An unopened letter
Wrote instead of
Letting these emotions
Go through the motions, ever
Hope is a coping method
Is a mechanism
Letting us get rid of the foreboding peril
Say no to the Devil
To the toad in the hole
That we know can control
On a whole new level
Mill wheel turning
Fear will turn into cheer
Chilled, flowing in vessels
How long have we known each other?
Would you rather go alone instead of
Getting thrown together
With a ghost in a lonesome bed
I bet it goes through your head, huh?
If we won't keep our head up
And we don't keep ahead
I bet we won't keep our head above the ocean
Then and we'll recede to the seas
That are deep below these heavens
Knees trembling
He sees us... Jesus
For a hesitant moment there, I was froze in terror
With a phobic tremor
That stoic heroics never extinguish
Spoken in the most elegant English
Flash! Lightning, fires fade
Ash, rising, sky ablaze
Some of us die and raise to a higher place
Others just lie in wait in a hiding place
With a frightened face
Eyes agape and gazing vacant
Waiting patiently
Pacing aimlessly
To syncopated beats
We need to face the things we hate to see
Embrace the things we hate to say we need
And that's hard to do
How can we start anew?
When it feels like we're just half-way through
The last chapter, the last part, and now we're starting two
But in my heart of hearts I knew
That this is what I've got to do
True. And when I'm in the zone
I'll never be alone with you
You tenderly approach
Your presence is a glow
Put a hand on my shoulder, friend
And hold me, hold me, hold me close
Hold me close
Hold me close
Hold me close
Hold me close
Hold me close
Hold me close
Armageddon Altair lyrics - Dan Bull
We travel back in time
Back to that divine land
Enshrined in annals
Where the faction of Assassins rise
The ballads tell a tale of a man
Who has defined the ages
With the way that he slays and raps in rapid rhymes
I'll take that brainwave back
From digital age to eight track
Face facts
These ace raps
Hit like straight backs hit haystacks
So you may say I'm laid back
I'll claim that
But my aim's making every place mapped
While I chase fame and take payback
Who says today's doomsday?
Crusades are a new age
You may lose faith
Soon as I swoop waving two blades
When an eagle soars
Lethal claws
Cease all thoughts
Of the people caught
I've seen the way that evil talks
They lead the way and the sheep'll walk
I am part of the Brotherhood
Finding the Ark of the Covenant
Take pride in my art and I'm loving it
Fighting the guards
With a couple of knives in the dark
Under cover of night
As I hide from the light
And then strike in the heart of the government
The provider of suffering
Buffering
Buffering
Leave no time for recovering
I am part of the Brotherhood
Finding the Ark of the Covenant
Take pride in my art and I'm loving it
Fighting the guards
With a couple of knives in the dark
Under cover of night
As I hide from the light
And then strike in the heart of the government
The provider of suffering
Buffering
Buffering
Leave no time for recovering
Red hidden blade
Dead giveaway
Neck split in twain
That didn't change
The nectar of the Apple of Eden's forever forbidden taste
I'm an avenger
On an adventure
Honour's essential
Follow my mentor
Though I'm not looking for scuffles
I'm going to be getting in one with the Templars
Every era's under an empire
That's under impression that they'll ascend higher
Than their ascendants they're effectively lent by
A memory sent via genetically linked wires to the future
Accessed through hacking hereditary cues through a computer
Animus rendering surroundings
As I just blend in with the crowd
I'm going to pretend my hood's a cowl
And then get out of town
Without a sound
So stealthy now
I prowl around the realm
Until I'm out of bounds
Grabbing a flag
That I'll add to the bag
Full of everything else I found
I am part of the Brotherhood
Finding the Ark of the Covenant
Take pride in my art and I'm loving it
Fighting the guards
With a couple of knives in the dark
Under cover of night
As I hide from the light
And then strike in the heart of the government
The provider of suffering
Buffering
Buffering
Leave no time for recovering
Armageddon Altaïr?
I'm a getting out of here
Armageddon Altaïr?
I'm a getting out of here
Back to that divine land
Enshrined in annals
Where the faction of Assassins rise
The ballads tell a tale of a man
Who has defined the ages
With the way that he slays and raps in rapid rhymes
I'll take that brainwave back
From digital age to eight track
Face facts
These ace raps
Hit like straight backs hit haystacks
So you may say I'm laid back
I'll claim that
But my aim's making every place mapped
While I chase fame and take payback
Who says today's doomsday?
Crusades are a new age
You may lose faith
Soon as I swoop waving two blades
When an eagle soars
Lethal claws
Cease all thoughts
Of the people caught
I've seen the way that evil talks
They lead the way and the sheep'll walk
I am part of the Brotherhood
Finding the Ark of the Covenant
Take pride in my art and I'm loving it
Fighting the guards
With a couple of knives in the dark
Under cover of night
As I hide from the light
And then strike in the heart of the government
The provider of suffering
Buffering
Buffering
Leave no time for recovering
I am part of the Brotherhood
Finding the Ark of the Covenant
Take pride in my art and I'm loving it
Fighting the guards
With a couple of knives in the dark
Under cover of night
As I hide from the light
And then strike in the heart of the government
The provider of suffering
Buffering
Buffering
Leave no time for recovering
Red hidden blade
Dead giveaway
Neck split in twain
That didn't change
The nectar of the Apple of Eden's forever forbidden taste
I'm an avenger
On an adventure
Honour's essential
Follow my mentor
Though I'm not looking for scuffles
I'm going to be getting in one with the Templars
Every era's under an empire
That's under impression that they'll ascend higher
Than their ascendants they're effectively lent by
A memory sent via genetically linked wires to the future
Accessed through hacking hereditary cues through a computer
Animus rendering surroundings
As I just blend in with the crowd
I'm going to pretend my hood's a cowl
And then get out of town
Without a sound
So stealthy now
I prowl around the realm
Until I'm out of bounds
Grabbing a flag
That I'll add to the bag
Full of everything else I found
I am part of the Brotherhood
Finding the Ark of the Covenant
Take pride in my art and I'm loving it
Fighting the guards
With a couple of knives in the dark
Under cover of night
As I hide from the light
And then strike in the heart of the government
The provider of suffering
Buffering
Buffering
Leave no time for recovering
Armageddon Altaïr?
I'm a getting out of here
Armageddon Altaïr?
I'm a getting out of here
Allergic Reaction To Broccoli lyrics - Dan Bull
Hello, my name's Dan Bull. I am 26 years old and something really weird happens when I lick broccoli. Watch this.
I'm the biggest prick in this town
The British Chris Brown
Visit your award ceremony
And just sit down
I'll slash your tire just cause I enjoy the hiss sound
Disagree with this, my sleeves'll slip down
Fists out, swingin' 'till the 56th round
I could beat you with my wrists bound
Ha
I list my inspirations in roughly this order:
Father Christmas, Satan, and Chris Dorner
I'm spreading disorder
I diss all the rappers who I asked to collaborate and got a missed call off
Rap's Piers Morgan
But with a pierced organ
Too much information?
Too bad, that's the beer talking
I sit too near broads
And make them feel awkward
Randy as Ramsay
Now cook me a meal, Gordon
Now here's the point where you might think
"Why's he still talking? Slimey limey
Why should I see the appeal of him?"
And that's the point
I travel through the camera
And slap you 'till you're black and blue, Rihanna
Alicia Keys needs to improve her grammar
I'll take a hammer to her new piano
Now you've had a glimpse inside the ill mind of Dan Bull
Try to get out, I doubt you will find the handle
My lines are angle grinders
They mangle rhymers
I rap into the sky
And the air force scrambles fighters
Spit fire
You stink like a lit tire
I'll bring you down to the ground
Quick as a zip wire
Listen to this: My dick is thick and it's large
So get onto Twitter and tell Nicki Minaj
America's gone shit since you had Britain in charge
And fuck off if you think that's a little bit harsh
I'll stick a petard up in your doors of perception
Snipping the wires, no phone call for protection
I get dressed in my Sunday best
And I still look less fresh than Kanye West
So, give me the hand lotion
And phone Frank Ocean
I want to know his exact man-to-man quotient
I'm loopy, that's limey for "so loco"
I run and rub my crotch upon an old hobo
Whilst shouting over my shoulder "No homo!"
Because fuck it, you know, "YOLO!"
Righty ho, that's Drake's act copied
Who am I body bagging next, A$AP Rocky?
I suppose I could, but I ain't that cocky
I've already had two chains snatched off me
It's time for payback, probably
I pack a nine-inch winky, they attract totty
And occasionally, I may strap shotties
But usually I'll do a drive-by screwface at posses
Sneeze and leave the seats of my Maybach snotty
Green windows looking like they're made of stained glass, Gothic
I'm a misanthropic proper maniac, potty
I got crunk off a straight black coffee
It was a bad idea to take that straitjacket off me
You just don't have the power to restrain that, Scotty
I rap with an ill mind, "Hey, that's Hoppy!"
I'll tear his fucking face off, take that, Robbie!
Your production quality is way bad, sloppy
Or is your wave compression rate that lossy?
"How can Hopsin be the one that he's dissing?"
I'm just showing I can do this and still win the competition
And then it wears off as quickly as it started. It's a mystery to me, some sorta allergy I guess?
I'm the biggest prick in this town
The British Chris Brown
Visit your award ceremony
And just sit down
I'll slash your tire just cause I enjoy the hiss sound
Disagree with this, my sleeves'll slip down
Fists out, swingin' 'till the 56th round
I could beat you with my wrists bound
Ha
I list my inspirations in roughly this order:
Father Christmas, Satan, and Chris Dorner
I'm spreading disorder
I diss all the rappers who I asked to collaborate and got a missed call off
Rap's Piers Morgan
But with a pierced organ
Too much information?
Too bad, that's the beer talking
I sit too near broads
And make them feel awkward
Randy as Ramsay
Now cook me a meal, Gordon
Now here's the point where you might think
"Why's he still talking? Slimey limey
Why should I see the appeal of him?"
And that's the point
I travel through the camera
And slap you 'till you're black and blue, Rihanna
Alicia Keys needs to improve her grammar
I'll take a hammer to her new piano
Now you've had a glimpse inside the ill mind of Dan Bull
Try to get out, I doubt you will find the handle
My lines are angle grinders
They mangle rhymers
I rap into the sky
And the air force scrambles fighters
Spit fire
You stink like a lit tire
I'll bring you down to the ground
Quick as a zip wire
Listen to this: My dick is thick and it's large
So get onto Twitter and tell Nicki Minaj
America's gone shit since you had Britain in charge
And fuck off if you think that's a little bit harsh
I'll stick a petard up in your doors of perception
Snipping the wires, no phone call for protection
I get dressed in my Sunday best
And I still look less fresh than Kanye West
So, give me the hand lotion
And phone Frank Ocean
I want to know his exact man-to-man quotient
I'm loopy, that's limey for "so loco"
I run and rub my crotch upon an old hobo
Whilst shouting over my shoulder "No homo!"
Because fuck it, you know, "YOLO!"
Righty ho, that's Drake's act copied
Who am I body bagging next, A$AP Rocky?
I suppose I could, but I ain't that cocky
I've already had two chains snatched off me
It's time for payback, probably
I pack a nine-inch winky, they attract totty
And occasionally, I may strap shotties
But usually I'll do a drive-by screwface at posses
Sneeze and leave the seats of my Maybach snotty
Green windows looking like they're made of stained glass, Gothic
I'm a misanthropic proper maniac, potty
I got crunk off a straight black coffee
It was a bad idea to take that straitjacket off me
You just don't have the power to restrain that, Scotty
I rap with an ill mind, "Hey, that's Hoppy!"
I'll tear his fucking face off, take that, Robbie!
Your production quality is way bad, sloppy
Or is your wave compression rate that lossy?
"How can Hopsin be the one that he's dissing?"
I'm just showing I can do this and still win the competition
And then it wears off as quickly as it started. It's a mystery to me, some sorta allergy I guess?
Assassin's Creed 3 Rap lyrics - Dan Bull
An eagle soars as the people fall
However, he ignores
All your feeble wars
He will steal a horse
Speed the steed across
Clean between your forces
And beat them all
In a free-for-all
These scenes of gore
Are nothing but another bit of heathen lore
From Florentine streets to Venetian waters
The whispers persist of a secret order
And whether or not you believe, it's all good
Either way I'll proceed; keep wreaking trauma
You're never making Connor fall
I never honour laws
When I'm on a warpath
My tomahawk's
Always responsible
For an onslaught
Of monstrous proportions
You're a goner, fool
Done for
Humans I hunt for
Dropping through the roof
Never knocking on the front door
What, you want more?
Or do you want war?
I've been around for longer
Than Rob Faulkner
And now I'm gonna
Run up on a futhamucking armed gunner
Pull a Stone Cold Stunner
And I've done a runner
Quicker than a bullet from a gun
And once again I'm under cover
Repping for the Brotherhood
Stepping like no other could
Uppercutting any threats
I never take another look
I'm an assassin
One with a passion
For innovative rapping
Dropping so fast
You're probably having
A problem to follow the captions
Said I'm an assassin
One with a passion
For innovative rapping
Dropping so fast
You're probably having
A problem to follow the captions
I combat colonialism
While owning a rhythm
I know the world doesn't owe me a living
So throw me a bone
And I'll cause pandemonium with it
Ignoring Newtonian physics
Forget opprobrium
Critics'll go with baloney below
To the same place I take fakes
Phoneys and mimics
No need for gimmicks
Cynics only need a mo with my lyrics
Do you need me to explain that
I'm lyrically spraying it
Sharper than the tip of any bayonet
I pack a hidden blade and I make you lay on it
Whether minutemen or redcoats
It'll only take a minute at the very most
'Til they're both dead, ghosts
I dead both
Behead foes
'Til stocks and shares in lead rose
From Boston to New York
Soul of an eagle
Aloft in a true hawk
And as I move through the frontier
The truth becomes clear
The future calls, I'm done here
Almost
I've just got another little task
And I won't tell
If you don't ask
Because
I'm an assassin
One with a passion
For innovative rapping
Dropping so fast
You're probably having
A problem to follow the captions
Said I'm an assassin
One with a passion
For innovative rapping
Dropping so fast
You're probably having
A problem to follow the captions
However, he ignores
All your feeble wars
He will steal a horse
Speed the steed across
Clean between your forces
And beat them all
In a free-for-all
These scenes of gore
Are nothing but another bit of heathen lore
From Florentine streets to Venetian waters
The whispers persist of a secret order
And whether or not you believe, it's all good
Either way I'll proceed; keep wreaking trauma
You're never making Connor fall
I never honour laws
When I'm on a warpath
My tomahawk's
Always responsible
For an onslaught
Of monstrous proportions
You're a goner, fool
Done for
Humans I hunt for
Dropping through the roof
Never knocking on the front door
What, you want more?
Or do you want war?
I've been around for longer
Than Rob Faulkner
And now I'm gonna
Run up on a futhamucking armed gunner
Pull a Stone Cold Stunner
And I've done a runner
Quicker than a bullet from a gun
And once again I'm under cover
Repping for the Brotherhood
Stepping like no other could
Uppercutting any threats
I never take another look
I'm an assassin
One with a passion
For innovative rapping
Dropping so fast
You're probably having
A problem to follow the captions
Said I'm an assassin
One with a passion
For innovative rapping
Dropping so fast
You're probably having
A problem to follow the captions
I combat colonialism
While owning a rhythm
I know the world doesn't owe me a living
So throw me a bone
And I'll cause pandemonium with it
Ignoring Newtonian physics
Forget opprobrium
Critics'll go with baloney below
To the same place I take fakes
Phoneys and mimics
No need for gimmicks
Cynics only need a mo with my lyrics
Do you need me to explain that
I'm lyrically spraying it
Sharper than the tip of any bayonet
I pack a hidden blade and I make you lay on it
Whether minutemen or redcoats
It'll only take a minute at the very most
'Til they're both dead, ghosts
I dead both
Behead foes
'Til stocks and shares in lead rose
From Boston to New York
Soul of an eagle
Aloft in a true hawk
And as I move through the frontier
The truth becomes clear
The future calls, I'm done here
Almost
I've just got another little task
And I won't tell
If you don't ask
Because
I'm an assassin
One with a passion
For innovative rapping
Dropping so fast
You're probably having
A problem to follow the captions
Said I'm an assassin
One with a passion
For innovative rapping
Dropping so fast
You're probably having
A problem to follow the captions
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