Cooked-Dead Players

[ti:Cooked] [ar:Dead Players] [al:Freshly Skeletal] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Cooked (Explicit) - Dead Players [00:07.12]Written by：GhostTown [00:14.25]Yeah look [00:15.76]I'm on a wave every night like f**k 'em [00:17.58]Two more drops in a spiked white Russian [00:19.31]I stashed that treasure in a hole in my mind [00:21.08]So my eyes glow gold every time I shut 'em [00:23.37]Roll on set like my fam cousin [00:25.16]I'm at the bar running out awkward game [00:26.97]On a gurned up goth with a streamlined curse [00:28.96]Tryna feed my words in a tortured brain [00:30.77]But I ain't on a next ball and chain [00:32.81]And I been on a hype since Champion Fraff [00:35.07]It's a wonder how the kid's still standing [00:36.57]If you ain't on a mosh you can stand at the back [00:38.68]Pour a whole bottle in a big bag of ice cubes [00:40.63]Cut a little hole in the bottom and hang it up [00:42.51]Spend a couple hours hooked up to the drip and [00:44.38]Roll out when your rumbling stomach has had enough [00:45.89]So I was like [00:46.57]Wargwarn petal [00:47.31]Bleed for that first class seat [00:48.66]You can keep that cheap bit of metal [00:50.27]I beat motherf**kers in the head till they get it [00:52.06]When they don't they be like woah wyle down seccle [00:54.18]The dark I'm special [00:55.39]Ain't never lost sleep on a silly old clique in the vessel [00:57.84]Speak of the devil [00:58.93]Deep in the belly but it doesn't matter cause you couldn't creep on my level [01:01.92]We don't wrestle [01:03.37]We knock 'em out flat with one slap and laugh at the pile [01:05.77]Dance around 'em all pointing and giggling [01:07.48]Killing any illegitimate problem child [01:09.60]Oi dick breath I been around for a while [01:11.50]I smile argh I spit ah that vile [01:14.08]One hundred eyes for the style [01:15.29]I'm true by an inch I'm true by a mile [01:17.22]That's war [01:17.68]Ate 'em all raw [01:18.82]Selling 'em the poisons selling 'em the cure [01:20.70]Bottles of the cheap sh*t spilling on the floor [01:22.73]Cut 'em into pieces slip 'em in the jaw [01:24.64]My mind's all cooked ate 'em all cooked [01:26.48]Fling 'em in the furnace tell 'em it's a look [01:28.46]Left 'em in a back room hanging on a hook [01:30.41]Bruv let's cook [01:31.41]Come let's cook [01:32.36]Ate 'em all cooked [01:33.30] [01:48.57]Rah [01:49.03]Guess 'em you lemon [01:50.35]I see you perfected your chief impression [01:52.34]It's your resident freakin' session [01:54.25]It all went black for a fleeting second [01:56.25]I was parked up on the face of a sheer precipice [01:57.99]Puffing a hallucinogenic with a pipe [01:59.96]The feds were out slivering an M17 [02:01.83]Tryna lock up any wandering city slicker in sight [02:03.80]But nothing like a fountain of chaos nuttin' [02:06.44]But I ain't sure where the honour is [02:07.94]Whole crew looking like a zombie apocalypse [02:09.87]Couldn't tell who's grinning face was the rottenest [02:11.67]Right now I just wanna wyle out right now I just wanna roll in [02:15.06] [02:15.67]Pulling out every single dead and buried world from my face [02:17.73]Like a million millenia I'm folding [02:19.55]Nuttin' [02:20.11]Nothing like anything that you've come across [02:21.41]Motherf**kers loving a proper feeling in the dance [02:23.19]They be like dabbla you gotta give them a chance [02:25.10]I be like f**k 'em they nowhere near as advanced [02:27.11]I should raise the level and show them a little thing or two [02:29.11]Instead of blending in but they keep on dragging it arse [02:30.93]Battering a lyric and doing it really fast [02:32.83]Bussing up your lip when I'm dipping in glue and glass [02:34.83]Anyone who know what they're talking about [02:36.24]Will tell you that my family be murdering anything that they touch [02:38.74]Got nothing to say but I got them all in my clutch [02:40.70]Wouldn't call it living the dream it's a bit much [02:42.56]Couldn't give a million f**ks and for the rush and paper cuts [02:44.93]I'm grinning and billing a bit of dutch [02:46.53]Brushing them aside and then leaving them there to rust [02:48.27]Until it's dust and all of the competition is crushed [02:50.20]That's war [02:50.80]Ate 'em all raw [02:51.79]Selling 'em the poisons selling 'em the cure [02:53.69]Bottles of the cheap sh*t spilling on the floor [02:55.63]Cut 'em into pieces slip 'em in the jaw [02:57.60]My mind's all cooked ate 'em all cooked [02:59.43]Fling 'em in the furnace tell 'em it's a look [03:01.48]Left 'em in a back room hanging on a hook [03:03.39]Bruv let's cook [03:04.31]Come let's cook [03:05.29]Ate 'em all cooked