Blood fire I be the drunk writer

Who, kinda becomes wiser after a Budweiser

The punch liner getting licked off one fiverWho, couldn′t come tighter even if he touched minor

Bite snakes light weights sip Guinness

Downing Tyskie drown in whiskey that's my drink limits

I piss quickest dismissing big cynics

Who wanna take ya buzz away something like Syd Phillips

Sip golden ale from the holy grail

With a binge nation who cant afford to go to jail or post the bail

This is something for you to feel like i wrote in brail

We all get old and frail so i guess that we′re supposed to fail

I like booze but I'm not a drunk boaster

The fun joker skunk toker habitual bud smoker

The dumb stoner and nothing comes closer

Spent part of my adolescence hung over on ya Mums sofa

Some people drink just to pick a fight

But the prick disguise is to hide the bitch inside

I keep calm on a twisted night

Hoping there's no arms when i′m legless something like philidimides

The free spirit pouring that liquor

Even with beer goggles i cant talk to this minger

Irish in my blood i was born as a drinker

Forget the cold ethanol keeps us warm in the winter

Bun trees the drunk monkey

Used to put Jim Beam in a fucking slush puppy

I rep the down trodden and unlucky

Trade beers and face fears when this life becomes ugly

Clown alot... but I′m about the job

In town I cotch... I like to piss the bouncers off

Never been into white wine or alco pops

But catch me out the box downing shots around the spot

With my eyes looking insane any time i'm shit faced

And it′s a piss take how long this fucking. piss takes

Competitive with the drink games

Catch me shit faced on gin lane with a bag full of mixtapes

I don't drink and think I′m a bad boy

I'm a mic man so naturally I be making that mad noise

Till its the morning after and I′m looking like Gascoigne

Withdrawing back into my shell feeling sumfing like Blastoise

I get Dizzee and slap arses

Beefing in the kebab shop with the greedy fat bastards

So whats your poison coz i drank glasses

Till i block the toilets when i throw up like a graff artist

I get Dizzee and slap arses

Beefing in the kebab shop with the greasy fat bastards

So whats your poison coz i drank glasses

Till i block the toilets when i throw up like a graff artist