Ramson Badbonez, Row D, Rag’n’Bone Man, Fliptrix - October - O. T. S. - Oscar the Slouch lyrics
Rag'n'Bone Man [Rory Charles Graham] Eastbourne, East Sussex, England. U.K. 🇬🇧
[Ramson Badbonez, Row D, Rag’n’Bone Man, Fliptrix - October - O. T. S. - Oscar the Slouch lyrics]
Oscar, the slouch
I got red hands in cold October
Confiscating all your dough the show is over
Blow a hole in your shoulder with
The old revolver doped up never sober
Rolling with vultures and heavy smokers
Soaping loads of rolls and
Throwing snow boulders
Inside these blots it's doggy
Dog gropping drugs
Blocking from bluds popping like froggy frog
Marching in plots
Feeling that legal drug money
Nuff junkies and crazy ladies
With empty buggies
Askers mannerisms will shock the metabolism
Of the count teaching
Maths in prison trapped up in the system
An yamen jerk chicken as the
Earth spinning dashing tall down
The rubbish chute then dust with all my herbs
Spilling in the wind
Avoiding boy them rubbing up against
Your bitch like ointment
My choice sense is always pence
Take the snufffuluff of goods with
A spliff in his mouth
Waddling around the ends trying
To figure it out my hands been shivering
With the spirit keeping us warm
While they see the weaker monsters
My eyes are green, and all will ever be
While I see the beaster monsters
Its whiskey on the roads like
Spending dough on gambling
With sounds and man raking in
The yard it's just ambient
The pandemic inflicted by the
Carriers and crowbars bars
Of coke whipping toes and famble kids
Like famous do the best avoid the cameras
Really paid to travel cause
We’re jumping over barriers
Cannabis got my heart racing like a harrier
I tried to give it up but
It just tasted so fabulous
Scoped perameters pretaking like a amulet
Mind left spinning like the
Sirens on a ambulance
Tires screeching round the corner
Smashing up establishments
Kiss at the chicken shop
Feeling out the arteries
Me, I'm painting visions like a masterpiece
The arts at the darkest streets
Turn to a party scene
I'm like the antichrist talking with
The mark of a beast
We need peace to interleviate police
My hands been shivering
With the spirit keeping us warm
While they seek the weaker monsters
My eyes are green, and all will ever be
While I see the beaster monsters
Hurling abuse at a big bird
While burning at zoot at a
Piff herb im disturbed
Just stole a chicks purse
Sole is cold like a polar
Bear without it's fur
I don’t give a fuck real bad attitude
I wanna be alone I don't wanna chat to you
I ain't got a home doing what I have to do
Running out the back of Tescos
With a stack of food
Tramps for neighbours, rats and roaches
Down here no one knows what hope is
But everyone knows where the dope is
Broken needles
Bottles in the buts from smokers
Bitches itching for fixes
Like Cookie Monster with a biscuit
Try selling a pussy this shit's blistering
Shit trickling out, but I still hit it
I can't figure out
My hands been shivering
With the spirit keeping us warm
While they seek the weaker monsters
My eyes are green, and all will ever be
While I see the beaster monsters
I got red hands in cold October
Confiscating all your dough the show is over
Blow a hole in your shoulder with
The old revolver doped up never sober
Rolling with vultures and heavy smokers
Soaping loads of rolls and
Throwing snow boulders
Inside these blots it's doggy
Dog gropping drugs
Blocking from bluds popping like froggy frog
Marching in plots
Feeling that legal drug money
Nuff junkies and crazy ladies
With empty buggies
Askers mannerisms will shock the metabolism
Of the count teaching
Maths in prison trapped up in the system
An yamen jerk chicken as the
Earth spinning dashing tall down
The rubbish chute then dust with all my herbs
Spilling in the wind
Avoiding boy them rubbing up against
Your bitch like ointment
My choice sense is always pence
Take the snufffuluff of goods with
A spliff in his mouth
Waddling around the ends trying
To figure it out my hands been shivering
With the spirit keeping us warm
While they see the weaker monsters
My eyes are green, and all will ever be
While I see the beaster monsters
Its whiskey on the roads like
Spending dough on gambling
With sounds and man raking in
The yard it's just ambient
The pandemic inflicted by the
Carriers and crowbars bars
Of coke whipping toes and famble kids
Like famous do the best avoid the cameras
Really paid to travel cause
We’re jumping over barriers
Cannabis got my heart racing like a harrier
I tried to give it up but
It just tasted so fabulous
Scoped perameters pretaking like a amulet
Mind left spinning like the
Sirens on a ambulance
Tires screeching round the corner
Smashing up establishments
Kiss at the chicken shop
Feeling out the arteries
Me, I'm painting visions like a masterpiece
The arts at the darkest streets
Turn to a party scene
I'm like the antichrist talking with
The mark of a beast
We need peace to interleviate police
My hands been shivering
With the spirit keeping us warm
While they seek the weaker monsters
My eyes are green, and all will ever be
While I see the beaster monsters
Hurling abuse at a big bird
While burning at zoot at a
Piff herb im disturbed
Just stole a chicks purse
Sole is cold like a polar
Bear without it's fur
I don’t give a fuck real bad attitude
I wanna be alone I don't wanna chat to you
I ain't got a home doing what I have to do
Running out the back of Tescos
With a stack of food
Tramps for neighbours, rats and roaches
Down here no one knows what hope is
But everyone knows where the dope is
Broken needles
Bottles in the buts from smokers
Bitches itching for fixes
Like Cookie Monster with a biscuit
Try selling a pussy this shit's blistering
Shit trickling out, but I still hit it
I can't figure out
My hands been shivering
With the spirit keeping us warm
While they seek the weaker monsters
My eyes are green, and all will ever be
While I see the beaster monsters