Outro

Mr. Dabbla
AKA Puppa Murc
AKA The one punch wonder
AKA The lazy eye
AKA that loser from Barnet
AKA Shut the fuck up when I'm talking to you

[Verse 1 - Dabbla]

Yeah I'm built for this, MC's dunno how to deal with this
Killed the lyricist and dragged his body in the wilderness
It's the children of the corn causing damage
So hungry for the papes I'll eat a horses miscarriage
Spit the baddest type of shit you've ever heard
Murdering the first, second and the third reoccurring
Tighter than a virgin, tighter than the gloves on a surgeon
Or submarine doors when submerging
In other words I'm serving, urban or suburban
Doesn't really matter still see the fire burning
This is higher learning, higher than I'd have to be to walk in China Whites and try buy a pint of bourbon
I ain't even ramping, stuff that we're stamping in your head
So tough I'll give a buffalo a trampling
You know what, fuck this
I'm so sick I take out my bottom ribs just to suck my own dick
Don't give a shit what you think, we're going on stink
Wash my balls and my armpits in the sink
Living life on the edge, mixing my drinks
It's gone right to my head now shits on the brink
It's the massacre, Mr. Dabbla the babbler
But man he's been through more bush than David Attenborough
I'm telling ya, skiller kill a messenger
Have a bredda shitting in his knickers like an enema
Woh, follow through with the flow
Original rudeboy I get booed every show
Flush it, when I buss it, you can't touch it
Truss it, we get dirty like your girls gusset
Muss it, be this way? Yep lets discuss it
Basically, we're blowing up like double decker busses
I was chosen, cryogeneticly frozen
Shit on MC's and expose 'em