Jam Baxter, Chester P - Fine lyrics

Damn, must've nodded off
Kinda drunk still, up 'till wrong o'clock
Cooking that prize-winning pimped-out
Finger food
Bite-sized brain gristle swimming in
A witch's brew pull the old switcharoo
When I swap a man's life for a string of huge
Failures, loosely arranged in a little room
Buried in obscurity, lit by a gibbous moon
File that straight under wasted
It's them lot
A best-of collection of dead flops
I'm repping for the S dot-M dot beastly
Mind got sharper, flesh got greasy
My eyes sunk a little and the rest got leaky
So I flung the spittle at your head-top
Creepy
As ever, slumped down deep in the cellar
Warming up another batch free for a tenner
We've been on this dark
Path missioning for time
And I ain't gonna lie - fam I'm doing fine
Looking like a lightbulb hidden in the slime
Still I'm on the grind - a man's gotta shine
Even when it seems like I'm living in a mess
I ain't gonna stress - bruv I'm all blessed
Looking like a lab rat scratching at the nest
And none of us has slept
- we still stay fresh

Aah, not again
Why you trying to climb that rotten stem
The winds up here tear
Skin from forgotten men
Washed from the memories of time
There's a lot of them
But it takes a bigger man to fool me
Than some blagger bragging 'bout
His Christmas cracker jewellery
React cruelly, file it under F for Fraud
If less is more I'm more or
Less the richest bredder ever born
And you can smell the lack of currency
Wafting round my lair man, it's customary
To nod that skull of yours
And question your life
When we drop that ton of
Raw flesh from a height
Never seen, by man nor beast
Nor robotic-suit villain
Nor slack-jawed freak
Like me, and if you take nothing from the bar
Just remember that I'm fine
Staryou see it's like
We've been on this dark
Path missioning for time
And I ain't gonna lie - fam I'm doing fine
Looking like a lightbulb hidden in the slime
Still I'm on the grind - a man's gotta shine
Even when it seems like I'm living in a mess
I ain't gonna stress - bruv I'm all blessed
Looking like a lab rat scratching at the nest
And none of us has slept
- we still stay fresh

Roll up stressy and bun skunk
Walk bow legged and punch-drunk
Pour both kegs with drunk monks
Broke both legs
A hump slumped up in the dumps
Trunk sucked on my spunk drunk
Shrinks shrank when my sixth
Sense stunt stumped
Some sick blench chumps front
Me for unc's lunch bugs Bunny funds front
Get your fronts crunched
Jump get your bunch munched up
By the munch bunch
See them camel toe'd yatties
Get their bumps humped
Jumped up fucking all night
Till her hump shrunk
She said 'it's all about the
Honesty with some front'
Me like a dumb lump
Told her that her cunt stunk
She hit me with her skunk blunt
Had to jump trunks mid-night going bump-bump
Heffer got a rump funk
Left her with her tongue drunk
Trying to say goodbye
Mechanism's going clunk-clunk
We've been on this dark
Path missioning for time
And I ain't gonna lie - fam I'm doing fine
Looking like a lightbulb hidden in the slime
Still I'm on the grind - a man's gotta shine
Even when it seems like I'm living in a mess
I ain't gonna stress - bruv I'm all blessed
Looking like a lab rat scratching at the nest
And none of us has slept
- we still stay fresh