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PterodactILL

Dabbla

7

I′ve got that bounce that they can't achieve

So phat the shit is clogging up their arteries

Coughing up a part of me

Honestly I don′t know where to start with these gassy individuals

Who make it so hard to breath, inconsistently

Operation keep it clean failed miserably

Still it's going so swimmingly

Admittedly, probably be remembered as the biggest prick in history

Who did it so despicably

Little yellow men who run around tickle me

Animated playback, flames in the dysentery

Trying to get them days back, chained so differently

Use a little waste catch, consider this your christening

Hold your nose and lay back

Who's a little baby, you soft little baby shut up!

I keep it Kharma and practise the pranny armour

Your style is about as flavoursome as an Asda tomato

And when it comes to that skill I′m pterodactILL

Man are never sat still

I remember that thrill

Me? Trying to put the fun back in this shit

You? You were never that real

It′s a good job I've got that confidence within myself (Innit!)

Cause if I′m honest I ain't really feeling no one else (nope!)

More trouble than it′s worth that's what it spells

And I would love to hang around you but it fucking smells

From When decks had belts if anyone remembers

The status is legendary with no contenders

Cooked it up in the garages, garden sheds

And cellars

Plus we paid for the damage, there′s nothing you can tell us

Getting jealous and crunching numbers and call a bookie

We keep it coming and running order like how it should be

My coordinates cracking just like a fortune cookie

What-dyama-call it I'm calling you out, you all a pussy

Speaking lasers and natives ought to have understood me

I've been up for ages I tought the neighbours to boogie woogie

The journey took me to Hooky Street with the lucky lucky

Look how we smashed it like any spot on this map you put me

And when it come to that vibe, I done perfect mine

While you stumble back blind

How they love to chastise (me!)

Trying to do what′s right and keep it family

You? You was never that live

And I′ve got no reservations

My flow demonstrates a slow preservation

And I would love to be the man that you look up to

But I find it hard enough to meet my own expectations, celebrations

Took a selfie of me looking unhealthy

Getting felt up by some elderly women

Bitch, have you smelt me?

Rosie like your girls farts

Cosy cause the upgrades suppose to resemble something in first class

But not as pricey, I like it proper feisty

Hot and spicy, no wonder they wanna ostracise me

Your life does not entice me, if you haven't noticed

Shame your rhymes ain′t kicking more than your halitosis

Bring a swarm of locusts, plagues and the petulance

Made it rain cause I couldn't contain the excellence

Wake all the fucking residence and tell them i′m here

Introducing the man of the motherfucking year!

And when it comes to that skill I'm pterodactILL

Man are never sat still

I remember that thrill

Me? Trying to put the fun back in this shit

You? You were never that real

And when it come to that vine, I done perfect mine

While you stumble back blind

How they love to chastise (me!)

Trying to do what′s right and keep it family

You? You was never that live