Contact Play - Contact Play lyrics
[Contact Play - Contact Play lyrics]
My single biggest decision isn't if
I should spit another bar
It's which prick should I pick and
I quick and rip 'em apart
I sit in the dark, head spinning with stars
And bitter remarks to bark
At the glittering cast
I figured that half these dipshit's
Are giving it large
But never go down well like piss in a glass
So listen I'm starving hungry
Still picking chunks of the beef
From my front teeth i'm still fuckree
Still nuts deep in a cheap slut's buttcheeks
And bust seeds 'til she grunts like Muttley
Yeah motherfucker I still run with Dudley
'Nuff green puffing I still
Bun the skunk steam
So come clean if you're doubted for a second
Contact Play we down forever, for ever ever
You'll never get a better
Set of feckless fellas so press play
And let the needle settle on the record like
It's a done deed CP's out to get 'em
How'd you reckon any team's any better
So come clean if you're doubted for a second
Contact Play we down forever, for ever ever
After I'm heartless I start at the very end
Messy creps stepping on the fresh
Set of merry skets
When I get with a temptress for sweaty sex
I dispense with regrets if there's any left
No half stepping in this dance of death
I fetch a fresh twenty deck
When I'm starved of breath
If you're asking the question:
Is that Ronnie Bosh bastard the darkest yet
The answer's yes
And if you're asking the question:
Is that Jammy bastard the charged up hard nut
The answer is nah bruv (nah bruv)
But, I'll still rip your bars up hard luck
Just another stance that you can't trust
Man 'llow snif until my heart's fucked
I'm giving all my past up I'd rather
Spit writtens in a dark club
So come clean if you still need convincing
That these chiefs are shit and
CP will rinse him
It's a done deal CP's out to get 'em
How'd you reckon any team's any better
So come clean if you're doubted for a second
Contact Play we down forever, for ever ever
We down forever
Or at least 'til Bosh downs my Stella
Watch out he's clever
I'm not proud of getting this monged out
Caressing a smog cloud forgettably
Lost out whatever
Cause our songs sound better than ever before
Fresher than any of yours
Get your friends begging for more
My clique come and raise dead
From the cemetery floor
This shit doesn't make sense
Like a celibate whore man fuck a paycheck
Cause, I just spend it on draw
So I spend every second with a pen in my paw
And mans kick up a fuss
Like I'm the millionth customer
The militant musk and mister
Bigger and crustier the miracle conjurer
Twiddle my thumbs and spit
Writtens disgusting like I writ'em
In puss for ya
So come clean like my jeans never ever are
If you think CP ain't down forever star
I should spit another bar
It's which prick should I pick and
I quick and rip 'em apart
I sit in the dark, head spinning with stars
And bitter remarks to bark
At the glittering cast
I figured that half these dipshit's
Are giving it large
But never go down well like piss in a glass
So listen I'm starving hungry
Still picking chunks of the beef
From my front teeth i'm still fuckree
Still nuts deep in a cheap slut's buttcheeks
And bust seeds 'til she grunts like Muttley
Yeah motherfucker I still run with Dudley
'Nuff green puffing I still
Bun the skunk steam
So come clean if you're doubted for a second
Contact Play we down forever, for ever ever
You'll never get a better
Set of feckless fellas so press play
And let the needle settle on the record like
It's a done deed CP's out to get 'em
How'd you reckon any team's any better
So come clean if you're doubted for a second
Contact Play we down forever, for ever ever
After I'm heartless I start at the very end
Messy creps stepping on the fresh
Set of merry skets
When I get with a temptress for sweaty sex
I dispense with regrets if there's any left
No half stepping in this dance of death
I fetch a fresh twenty deck
When I'm starved of breath
If you're asking the question:
Is that Ronnie Bosh bastard the darkest yet
The answer's yes
And if you're asking the question:
Is that Jammy bastard the charged up hard nut
The answer is nah bruv (nah bruv)
But, I'll still rip your bars up hard luck
Just another stance that you can't trust
Man 'llow snif until my heart's fucked
I'm giving all my past up I'd rather
Spit writtens in a dark club
So come clean if you still need convincing
That these chiefs are shit and
CP will rinse him
It's a done deal CP's out to get 'em
How'd you reckon any team's any better
So come clean if you're doubted for a second
Contact Play we down forever, for ever ever
We down forever
Or at least 'til Bosh downs my Stella
Watch out he's clever
I'm not proud of getting this monged out
Caressing a smog cloud forgettably
Lost out whatever
Cause our songs sound better than ever before
Fresher than any of yours
Get your friends begging for more
My clique come and raise dead
From the cemetery floor
This shit doesn't make sense
Like a celibate whore man fuck a paycheck
Cause, I just spend it on draw
So I spend every second with a pen in my paw
And mans kick up a fuss
Like I'm the millionth customer
The militant musk and mister
Bigger and crustier the miracle conjurer
Twiddle my thumbs and spit
Writtens disgusting like I writ'em
In puss for ya
So come clean like my jeans never ever are
If you think CP ain't down forever star