Posse Gang Eight Million (feat. Remus Blvk, Ocean Wisdom, Jam Baxter, Lee Scott, Dabbla)

[Dirty Dike]
When i lived in a background space
Sat down spack with a sad clown face
And my mates all trapped in a bag down state (Sniff)
Mouth tastes like a stack full of hate
Brains all mashed like a bag of potates
Sound clash? Maybe i slapped sounds face
And escape crash land on a maxed out base
I'm a wasteman, fact, well that's what they say
But i smash more tunes than you
Stuck to the game like super glue
Fuck rearranging a rubiks cube
I stay true, Pick a place and the music proves that I'm
Hardworking, grafting, dedicated
Make beats and i never take shit
Make peace with the enemy i'll fuck them in the arse
When they least expect me to struggle with the past
Bang bang boogie said up jump the fat plam
Had fans pushing up Bum rush the Jam
Crash land cushion enough fun to have so i couldn't give a fuck about a sad old slag
(Hahaha)
I just wanna sit here chillin'
Couldn't give a piss about your kids or women
This is jigsaw Britain we live in and i don't fit in
How they gonna feel him when he shittin on the riddem
Mate I'm just taking the piss
Break In the crib and I'm taking the kids
I don't give a shit if you lift weights everyday ripped and your chicks best mates with a pig
I'm Still gonna smash shit right up (ooff)
Still gonna gag lines up with a snorkel
Still gonna build my ***
And watch porn films on pills like normal
How you ever gonna test me fool?
Ring up the pigs and arrest me? cool
Ride the bird and one hand on my toilet seat and get out with a sentence small
Pissing in the wind like soaking
Shut up bitch I'm joking
When I'm on a track i just say what i want
Cause i ain't all prang, I'm open

[Jam Baxter]
Aefiaef

[Lee Scott]

[Dabbla]