Scabman The Scauldy - Chip Slip lyrics
[Scabman The Scauldy - Chip Slip lyrics]
What's the difference between me and you?
I'm not a pudgy cunt who bites
Off more than he can chew
Chatting brown I'll leave ye with a split lip
A spinkick'll leave your disc slipped
I call it Chip Slip
Christ you're large! Here what the
Fuck is this? is
This the fat cunt trying to put
Me out the business? is
This the one that'll get walloped
With no witness? is
This the fat cunt that needs
To get into fitness?
You're the best emcee? Prove it stupid
There's no doubt you'll lose this
So thick you'd hotwire a car
When it's fucking moving
Shit emcee, don't need me to be proving it
Me reply's so good it'll get your
Home town grooving to it
Taking yous out one by one
I'll do me best to wreck house emcees
Till there's fucking none I'm fucking done
Don't want you's cunts under the sun
I rep the Mun, the place where all the heart
In Irish Hip-Hop had begun
Me bars are richer even if we're on the dole
We had Working Class Records while
Yous lot had Rawsoul
Asking if I'll treat ye with
Respect? that's shit ye see
For that I'll take ye down
Before ye hit the industry
If you become a fucking part I'll
Get the dart to Mullingar
Cut ye leave a fucking scar
Stuff ye in a fucking car
Sink ye leave ye floating far
Should've been like your brother
Staying behind the
Till at the local scabby fucking spar
What's the difference between me and you?
I'm not a pudgy cunt who bites
Off more than he can chew
Chatting brown I'll leave ye with a split lip
A spinkick'll leave your disc slipped
I call it Chip Slip (Continue Until Fade)
I'm not a pudgy cunt who bites
Off more than he can chew
Chatting brown I'll leave ye with a split lip
A spinkick'll leave your disc slipped
I call it Chip Slip
Christ you're large! Here what the
Fuck is this? is
This the fat cunt trying to put
Me out the business? is
This the one that'll get walloped
With no witness? is
This the fat cunt that needs
To get into fitness?
You're the best emcee? Prove it stupid
There's no doubt you'll lose this
So thick you'd hotwire a car
When it's fucking moving
Shit emcee, don't need me to be proving it
Me reply's so good it'll get your
Home town grooving to it
Taking yous out one by one
I'll do me best to wreck house emcees
Till there's fucking none I'm fucking done
Don't want you's cunts under the sun
I rep the Mun, the place where all the heart
In Irish Hip-Hop had begun
Me bars are richer even if we're on the dole
We had Working Class Records while
Yous lot had Rawsoul
Asking if I'll treat ye with
Respect? that's shit ye see
For that I'll take ye down
Before ye hit the industry
If you become a fucking part I'll
Get the dart to Mullingar
Cut ye leave a fucking scar
Stuff ye in a fucking car
Sink ye leave ye floating far
Should've been like your brother
Staying behind the
Till at the local scabby fucking spar
What's the difference between me and you?
I'm not a pudgy cunt who bites
Off more than he can chew
Chatting brown I'll leave ye with a split lip
A spinkick'll leave your disc slipped
I call it Chip Slip (Continue Until Fade)