《Cooked(Explicit)》歌词

[00:00:00] Cooked - Dead Players

[00:00:01] Written by：GhostTown

[00:00:14] Yeah look

[00:00:15] I'm on a wave every night like f**k 'em

[00:00:17] Two more drops in a spiked white Russian

[00:00:19] I stashed that treasure in a hole in my mind

[00:00:21] So my eyes glow gold every time I shut 'em

[00:00:23] Roll on set like my fam cousin

[00:00:25] I'm at the bar running out awkward game

[00:00:26] On a gurned up goth with a streamlined curse

[00:00:28] Tryna feed my words in a tortured brain

[00:00:30] But I ain't on a next ball and chain

[00:00:32] And I been on a hype since Champion Fraff

[00:00:35] It's a wonder how the kid's still standing

[00:00:36] If you ain't on a mosh you can stand at the back

[00:00:38] Pour a whole bottle in a big bag of ice cubes

[00:00:40] Cut a little hole in the bottom and hang it up

[00:00:42] Spend a couple hours hooked up to the drip and

[00:00:44] Roll out when your rumbling stomach has had enough

[00:00:45] So I was like

[00:00:46] Wargwarn petal

[00:00:47] Bleed for that first class seat

[00:00:48] You can keep that cheap bit of metal

[00:00:50] I beat motherf**kers in the head till they get it

[00:00:52] When they don't they be like woah wyle down seccle

[00:00:54] The dark I'm special

[00:00:55] Ain't never lost sleep on a silly old clique in the vessel

[00:00:57] Speak of the devil

[00:00:58] Deep in the belly but it doesn't matter cause you couldn't creep on my level

[00:01:01] We don't wrestle

[00:01:03] We knock 'em out flat with one slap and laugh at the pile

[00:01:05] Dance around 'em all pointing and giggling

[00:01:07] Killing any illegitimate problem child

[00:01:09] Oi dick breath I been around for a while

[00:01:11] I smile argh I spit ah that vile

[00:01:14] One hundred eyes for the style

[00:01:15] I'm true by an inch I'm true by a mile

[00:01:17] That's war

[00:01:17] Ate 'em all raw

[00:01:18] Selling 'em the poisons selling 'em the cure

[00:01:20] Bottles of the cheap shit spilling on the floor

[00:01:22] Cut 'em into pieces slip 'em in the jaw

[00:01:24] My mind's all cooked ate 'em all cooked

[00:01:26] Fling 'em in the furnace tell 'em it's a look

[00:01:28] Left 'em in a back room hanging on a hook

[00:01:30] Bruv let's cook

[00:01:31] Come let's cook

[00:01:32] Ate 'em all cooked

[00:01:48] Rah

[00:01:49] Guess 'em you lemon

[00:01:50] I see you perfected your chief impression

[00:01:52] It's your resident freakin' session

[00:01:54] It all went black for a fleeting second

[00:01:56] I was parked up on the face of a sheer precipice

[00:01:57] Puffing a hallucinogenic with a pipe

[00:01:59] The feds were out slivering an M17

[00:02:01] Tryna lock up any wandering city slicker in sight

[00:02:03] But nothing like a fountain of chaos nuttin'

[00:02:06] But I ain't sure where the honour is

[00:02:07] Whole crew looking like a zombie apocalypse

[00:02:09] Couldn't tell who's grinning face was the rottenest

[00:02:11] Right now I just wanna wyle out right now I just wanna roll in

[00:02:15] Pulling out every single dead and buried world from my face

[00:02:17] Like a million millenia I'm folding

[00:02:19] Nuttin'

[00:02:20] Nothing like anything that you've come across

[00:02:21] Motherf**kers loving a proper feeling in the dance

[00:02:23] They be like dabbla you gotta give them a chance

[00:02:25] I be like f**k 'em they nowhere near as advanced

[00:02:27] I should raise the level and show them a little thing or two

[00:02:29] Instead of blending in but they keep on dragging it arse

[00:02:30] Battering a lyric and doing it really fast

[00:02:32] Bussing up your lip when I'm dipping in glue and glass

[00:02:34] Anyone who know what they're talking about

[00:02:36] Will tell you that my family be murdering anything that they touch

[00:02:38] Got nothing to say but I got them all in my clutch

[00:02:40] Wouldn't call it living the dream it's a bit much

[00:02:42] Couldn't give a million f**ks and for the rush and paper cuts

[00:02:44] I'm grinning and billing a bit of dutch

[00:02:46] Brushing them aside and then leaving them there to rust

[00:02:48] Until it's dust and all of the competition is crushed

[00:02:50] That's war

[00:02:50] Ate 'em all raw

[00:02:51] Selling 'em the poisons selling 'em the cure

[00:02:53] Bottles of the cheap shit spilling on the floor

[00:02:55] Cut 'em into pieces slip 'em in the jaw

[00:02:57] My mind's all cooked ate 'em all cooked

[00:02:59] Fling 'em in the furnace tell 'em it's a look

[00:03:01] Left 'em in a back room hanging on a hook

[00:03:03] Bruv let's cook

[00:03:04] Come let's cook

[00:03:05] Ate 'em all cooked