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dirty laundry - innuendo (lab tv) lyrics

[intro]

sh*t’s about to get incredibly reeeeeaaaaaalllll…..
yeah
you little f*cking rat
yo

[verse 1]

dirty laundry on display lad i’m airing that
they told me to bite my tongue but i ain’t hearing that
bare the facts and once it’s out lad there’s no turning back
murder rap kidda, we can take it further back
i know you’re scared of dah, you deserve a slap
hiding anywhere, f*ck it lad, swerve a man
i swear he’ll flap, watch me burn this rap
when i catch him in the player’s club no bernie mac
honest to god, just watch me when i tie him up
see what i do to the lying c*nt cos i am f*cked
make him cry and stuff, like his mother found him buying drugs
when i break his kneecaps with an iron club
begging and pleading, now that’s how i know you’re soft
it shoulda stayed between a few of us but now there’s loads involved
you man would run your mouth until your f*cking toes come off (?)
so either pay the contract or get your phone cut off
don’t be stupid what the f*ck you wanna get into?
i can’t get at you? then your younger brother get it too
working down a list, looking what’s coming next to do
the way i feel, anyone can get an exit wound
i swear down lad, i’ve back him in 3 beefs
with grafters who keep pieces, it’s standard on these streets
out on a limb, i was doubtful of him
now i’ve seen what they’ve seen, i wanna wrap him in clean sheets
i feel daft, i shoulda known from the start g
acting like a bum, never owned any car keys
he was always after a loan for some charlie
and he deffo robbed that birds phone at the party
we all know you’re g*y lad, you play with boys
your bumhole stays destroyed from *n*l toys
one of the best in my city, i’ve been making noise
you’re the worst f*cking manager since david moyes
you had beaver on your books, you employed a rapist
you were driving me mental like noisy neighbours
stick your deal up your *rs*, i destroyed the papers
you were chatting more sh*t than a royesy status
ey, why even bother though? he’s defo a proper flapper
this is an apology to prendo, shock and dapper
so when i catch him, i’ll have him on his f*cking toes
and make sure franny gets each penny of the money owed
if it’s the last thing i do, i’ll get franny paid
stay hood, face covered like a masquerade
we gotta bury this body quick, grab a spade
and then i’ll pat the soil down like, “that’s for jay”
ahhh, it’s so sad that he passed away
he took his secret to the grave because the lad was g*y
behind closed doors, he was sucking on d*ck
and he was covered in ink, because he loved getting pr*cked
heh heh
and mighty mike, don’t be thinking that you’re buff lad
those anger issues got you kicked out your mum’s gaff
so i suggest that you don’t run your gum flaps (?)
because the difference is your bedroom wall doesn’t punch back
you dumb tw*ts, you can’t battle with me
i only signed your little sh*tty contract for some p
you’re a bunch of little mugs, you think dappy’s a g
i got a vid on sb, and half my album for free, hahaaa
heart pure racin’, mind pure pacin’
lad i’m at the end of my tether i’ve got, nought patience
you can’t get through to me, there’s no called waiting
so i’m clapping at you all until the 4s aching
so he should have never bit the hand that feeds him
he just prolonged his death like cancer treatment
he’s a straight up rat, so it stands to reason
why n0body ever questioned grant for leaving
now every lad left him, forsaken as a beaut
if i rush the stage then you’ll be quaking in your boots
and both you man take it in the *n*s until you’re blue
so, rachey*baby ain’t the only g*y one in the group
ey, i’ve got a question for kane, are you scouse? no
this is my household so please keep your mouth closed
and one last bar before the outro, then i’m out, bro
if you wanna know, it’s about joe
[outro]

f*cking little rat (hehehehe)
nah seriously though lad
don’t think because i grassed on myself that nothing’s gonna happen
cos i’m not arssedhhhhdhhh lad
you’re getting choked out with your own skinny jeans you little muppet
watch
and the rest of yous, yous aren’t even gonna say nothin anyway but if yous do, that was only scratching the surface
no ones safe, i’ve got bars for days
yous are all targets
i don’t give a f*ck any more kid
big up rachel though
if you ever go straight i’d still hit that
you get me?
safe

- innuendo lab tv lyrics

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