No Rest For The Wicked

[Hook - Dabbla]

There's no rest for the wicked, nar bro there's no rest for the wicked
You shouldn't know there's no rest for the wicked
He shouldn't know there's no rest for the wicked
Shit guys
There's no rest for the wicked, nar bro there's no rest for the wicked
You didn't know there's no rest for the wicked
He didn't know there's no rest for the wicked
Shit guys

[Verse 1 - Dabbla]

There's no rest for the wicked, I'm resisting arrest
And when it comes to this shit, I'm as sick as it gets
Marks out of ten, I will spit on the test
Incredible like Bruce Banner when he's ripping his vest
Shit on the best, flip on the rest
I'm stickier than cigarette tar that sits on your chest
Slicker than the highest card that sits on the deck
I'm die hard, smart enough to smack you with the hardest tool in the shed
It's all in your head, that's why I weren't crawling to bed
Cause your the type of bitch to call on feds
I crawl on my heads, who talk dreads start extorting your bread
And grab the bull by the horns and put you all in the red
So instead just admit you bite pillow
Before I isolate you like hash from white widow
One bright kilo, rougher than the wire from a brilo with a shell harder than an armadillo
Sicko, if you feel the hunger blood ditto
I speak mixed emotions to keep you on your tip toes
Shit load of sick flows, spit those
And you know how this shit goes, keep it coming
London Zoo come through and kick you in your stomach
You be choking on your own vomit, blood I'm on it
Watch your spectacles, your testicles and wallet
I snatch the mic and rip your whole arm out the socket

[Hook - Dabbla]

There's no rest for the wicked, nar bro there's no rest for the wicked
You shouldn't know there's no rest for the wicked
He shouldn't know there's no rest for the wicked
Shit guys
There's no rest for the wicked, nar bro there's no rest for the wicked
You didn't know there's no rest for the wicked
He didn't know there's no rest for the wicked
Shit guys

[Verse 2 - Dubbledge]

This was your only chance to get your point across
What you talk about the jewels you floss
The pretty price that looks hot with ice
The pretty shit is nice, so my advise if you got it flaunt it
But if you're walking that means you can't afford it
Soon as this gets recorded, guarantee it's gonna get exported
Shift like asylum speakers getting deported
I ain't morbid I spit heaven on earth
Star reported to be bigger than the tenth planets orbit
My bird could have aborted, amount of times I could have died I must have been escorted
Guardian angels stopped me switching like channels on cable
Cane on Able, I bring your talk down to earth, tower of bagle
Merk any turntable, playing records from designer labels
Knowing full well this shit will burn they stable
And I ain't capable of talking and shit
I'm simply capable of playing with your head like tits