Spoonerised Minds Lyrics

Spoonerised Minds by Chester P

• I dedicate this to Mr. Spooner, man
• For the spoonerisms that run through my mind frequently
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• I came tonight like a watch with the right time
• Spoonerise most of these words and make a tight rhyme
• I drag Braintax from train
• Back slam the train tracks
• Leave the bay packed out for my pay back
• I slay tracks like a prison tray slaps
• I bake snacks straight up
• I break snake backs
• You’re bate whack
• I take weight back when I flutter by
• Flapping like the wings of a mutated butterfly
• Your Mum and Dad’s dumb and mad out of ?
• Once you’re getting shook you’re falling off like a leper’s hand
• I kill skills, my skill kills the format
• With more fat than thin
• Store raps like a raw strap
• I do Tai Chi
• Then I drink Chai tea
• You don’t wanna fight me
• Like ten Ayia Napa Gs
• Eyes like they’re Japanese
• All trying to bite me
• No matter who you might be
• You wanna see the back of peace?
• Just like a pack of bees
• Or gang of crackheads
• I hack creds
• In a rat’s head, leave your hats red
• Raps that are not warm
• Trying to say what norm?
• You don’t wanna watch me
• I’m nasty like cock porn
• Bars so hot when I spit I could pop corn
• Spot warns just what spawns from the right ?
• Spite of any dangers
• Fake cats fight rooks
• Life took souls where the heights look too high
• Spoonerisms – listen to the news cry
• Fronting like you’re hard
• Cos you know your little crew’s high?
• I do chips you chew dicks out in Shanghai
• And if you’re too embarrassed then the lot of you can hang shy
• Your bang sank in the sandbank of slow sales
• Razor sharp toenails leave you with no tales
• I know you’ve heard about the beggars and the chooser
• Me I’m into bars like it’s Cheggers and the boozer
• And the bed taker chicks in stilts and Ted Baker
• Lick brains on Brick Lane for red papers
• Ped rapers took your ped and said laters
• It’s a mixed up kettle of fish that bred haters
• Red ? who break bread to tread waiters
• And some guys get in a mess and went traitors
• Still rock, snap, crackle, pop from the water
• With ten sick bre’ers who strap Glocks and go in too hot?
• I thrive on a pack of lies
• In this life if I run into a lack of pie
• It’s ? fever
• Some kids only exist to fuck beaver
• And you never wanna trust him life or luck neither
• It’s iller than the lion’s den
• Realer than a crying fan
• Swimming in the flames it was safer in the frying pan
• Plenty chicks they ain’t really gonna take your shit
• Some are having fits just for telling her to shake your tits
• And some are nasty
• Their words’ll come and tease your ears
• Some’ll see your pain and wanna come and help you ease your tears
• And some’ll leave you like your ? needs surgery
• And some are angelic but my soul needs perjury
• It gets gritty in my tale of two cities
• Where there’s young girls pushing the sale of two titties.
• Words are like brail for the blind,
• There’s few nifty
• Kids who hate school but love the new 50
• Me I wanna boot rears
• Sipping on a root beer
• Cry for the few dear friends, never do fear
• Anywhere I go best believe I keep you near
• The numbers might change but it’s never been a new year
• The rebel in a flat cap
• Drugs through your cat flap
• And rats pack cracks in the cleavage on Pat’s rack
• I grill beef where the kids call me Bill Grief
• Still keep bars high price cos I kill steep dreams in the streets
• You’re weak and you lack punch
• Even back in school you’d be robbed for your pack lunch.
• I’m getting heated, best I go and take a shower
• Spoonerisms big enough to shake a tower

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