Citizen Smif

[DMR]

Don t ever hand me a dead mic
Hand me a light and a Red Stripe
Before you end up Columbian neck-tied
Run from your death
Get caught in the next life
Hit with a very heavy lead pipe
Let s fight!
Like low lives on a liquor binge
Throwing broken bottles and litter-bins
Spittin in Tony Blair s face cos I m sick of him
I apply strict discipline
Citizen smif scribblin liberation provocation
Start revolutions
Selling eighths to an eighth of the population
Givin em a proper education
A lot of fakes hate
Wait
Stop
Concentrate on the reverberation
Word to the bass bin
Place Bin Laden with his face in the basin shaving
That s when you ll see me behaving
You were raving
Now you re gettin scraped of the paving

War
Dope
Prostitution
Birth control
War
Dope
Prostitution
Birth control

Gimme your heart and I ll rip it in half
Twistin grass
Til each eye s like a miniature Mars
Start shit and I ll finish it fast
You re a little fish swimming with sharks
Old man you can t live in the past
I ll spit a billion brilliant bars
And leave your head spinnin with a vision of stars
And then fling a million darts
So militant I even leave innocent civilians scarred
I m carnivorous
Char-grill idiots
Laugh last and laugh the loudest
Dark as the darkest cloud is
Looming over haunted houses
You d have never stepped out if you d thought about it
No doubt
Your outlooks bleak as the weather forecast
When the storm starts
I m on a warpath
Teeth chatter when I walk past
Hearts of glass shatter
I shape planets out of dark matter
The masked man
I manoeuvre through Martian marshland
Markin my turf with a can of Carplan
Magnificent shit
On the mic way larger than life
Like silicone tits
It s the sick city script spittin citizen smif
Builin a spliff
Tanked up Billy the fish