ain't fair - enbee lyrics
i’ll sh*t on you wet wipes
man come like bum l!cks, look at the tongue fl!ck
p*ssing i got more rhymes, i wee like
i’m an over watered, underfed stead i
shower down all the raves in my free time
all i ask is an ounce in the mean time
my lyrics and a cilit bang, clean grime
i’ll spray up your mandem on the street side
exterminate the bacteria, cos you’re germy mate you’re inferior
everybody say they live in fear of ya
my mans baggin aids and malaria
must’ve been to thailand, seen a ping pong show with your right hand
was it good, was it cute, would you advise everyone to go there in their lifetime?
well, i don’t want none of that sh*t, don’t give me none of your pitch
dragons den i’m running this b*tch, jenny you’re out but bruh, i’m going in
debbie you’re my type though, wanna go on a date to a nice show?
we can have a drink, we can have a spliff, we can take the p*ss out of this pinecone
mans fallen, he can’t get up he’s just crawling
my guys buying so much time even his dsg’s stalling
bro, please, p*ss me off it keeps me sane i won’t lie
live life for a challenge but i’m looking suicidal, overdose sertraline
i did have a little bit here but
i need to get this off my chest yeah
kevin sp*cey is a f*cking murderer bruv
look that sh*t up its, bad
i mean world war threes happening, we’re all f*cked anyway
but still pay attention
i’m ashamed of the way that the game was played, got everybody standing on my neck
got c*nts to my right, dunce to my left, everybody in my dm’s
either beggin their art work, telling me they’ll blow me up, saying they’ll get me the blue check
i don’t need no help from no reject vet, unless it’s ketamine i’m there
i’m a messy c*nt, don’t try me son, you see all of this shame it’s just air
i only inhale thc to my brain, gas i leave that sh*t there
only f*ck with the bass, only f*ck with the snare, unf*ckwithable brare
bro just chill out calm your sh*t down, ibs meds over there
come again what was that did you say, is it en bee well that ain’t fair
man look a bit envy cos when it comes to bars or heart man i’ve got bare
try riding the beat like i do
then you might get a b*tch wanna ride you
might have a beat chilling on the side too, but they’ll both turn lesbo they was dry dude
like your style and musical taste, its an open world of waste
are you obsidian or an idiot?
well they’re both the same in this case
take your half baked, half cooked, whole microwaved cake
throw that sh*t out, press restart, new level to this game
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