ROGUE ANGEL - LYRICS

VERSE 1

MATCH ME DRINK FOR DRINK
I’M AFRAID YOU LIED
LIKE SAYING TUPAC
DIDN’T BAT FOR THE OTHER SIDE
GO HOME AND SLEEP IT OFF
BEFORE I GET ROUGH
YOU KNOW YOU’VE HAD ENOUGH
I EXPLODE LIKE A MOLATOV
HEAD IN THE PISS TROUGH
NOW IT’S REALLY KICKED OFF
BUST HIM UP REALLY GOOD
LIKE ‘RICHIE APRILLE’ WOULD
YA DIDN’T THINK THAT THUD
MAKE HIM SPIT AS MUCH BLOOD
IT’S TURNING OUT LIKE A
GOOD NIGHT AT FIGHT CLUB
BUT WHO AM I TO QUESTION
I HAD TO TEACH A LESSON
DID YA HEAR THE NOISE
OF THE TOILET SINK
I FELT HIS BODY GO LIMP
I HAD TO BEAT THE FOOL DOWN
LIKE A STEPCHILD GIMP
SWEAR DOWN I AIN’T JOKING
I’LL ASK HOW YA COPING
THREE WEEKS DOWN THE LINE
WHEN YA COLLENS
STILL SWOLLEN
I FELT NO GUILT
HE THOUGHT HE WAS A BOLDER
SOMETIMES MY HEARTS COLDER
THAN THE BALLS OF A SOLDIER
IN A RIVER IN ESTONIA


VERSE 2

MY BULLETS ARE WORDS
SPRAYING A MURDER SCENE
LIKE THE ‘KURDS’ GETTING
BLASTED BY THE ‘FEDAYEEN’
I’M SICK OF HEARING RAPPERS
THAT ARE WITLESS, DICKLESS
WHEN THEY’RE MADE TO WITNESS
RHYMES AT PEAK FITNESS
THEY NEED TO WRITE A WISHLIST
TO FATHER CHRISTMAS
AND ASK HIM FOR THE SKILLS
OF ‘THE LAKE’ BACK IN BUSINESS
I’M VENTING MY SPLEEN
ON THE SHIT I’VE SEEN
I’VE KEPY MY NOSE CLEAN
AND MY EYE ON THE DREAM
SINCE WHEN DID THIS BECOME
CHAV JACKANORY
SO YOU COULD BORE ME
WITH YA MOURNFUL STORIES
I KNOW FOR A FACT
I’LL NEVER DO THAT
OR MAKE A WACK TRACK
WITH THE FLAVOUR OF THE MONTH
R‘N’B ACT
I’D SOONER HAVE A FULL
BACK, SACK AND CRACK WAX
WE BIDE OUR TIME
‘CAUSE WE HAVE NO EQUALS
OTHERS CHURN OUT SHIT
LIKE BAD SEQUELS
WITH NOTHING TO SAY
JUST MORE OF THE SAME


VERSE 3

SINCE MY EARLY TEENS
I’VE HAD TROUBLE WITH FIENDS
AND MANY BEEFS I’VE HAD
HAVE ALWAYS ENDED IN GRIEF
ATTACKS ON MY BELIEFS
I’VE JUST GRITTED MY TEETH
BUT THOSE DAYS WERE BLEAK
I’VE TURNED OVER A NEW LEAF
‘CAUSE SINCE MY MEDICATION
I’VE HAD A REVELATION
MY LATEST STATEMENT
IS REVEL IN HATRED
TOO LONG I’VE WAITED
I’VE AN AXE TO GRIND
A CRAZY REPROBATE
WITH AN UNSOUND MIND
I DON’T SMOKE SKUNK
AND I DON’T SHOOT JUNK
BUT I’M USUALLY DRUNK
LIKE A MEDIEVAL MONK
BUT IT’S ONLY ‘SMIRNOFF’
WHISKEY BREATHS A TURN OFF
CALORIES I BURN OFF
I HAD THE BEST TO LEARN OFF
YOU’VE HIT ROCK BOTTOM
TO THE DEPTHS YOU’VE SUNK
SHIT! I’VE SPILT MORE DRINK
THAN YOU’VE EVER DRUNK
THAT DAY I FELL FROM GRACE
CAST INTO PRISON
WILL I RISE AGAIN
ONCE MORE FORGIVEN