Dreadlock Pussy - Choirboys Lyrics

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What now mr. big nuts

Running your dirty mouth

You didn't expect the game to be pulled out from under you

And you were hosing it all right

Spouting profanity left and right

And you just could and you just might

End up spending the night with a couple of guys

Entangled in a fistfight

If that's entertainment to you sure

You should know what you to do

You call my mother a whore again i dare you

(come in do it!)

You sling those slurs out here again

And you'll get nothing from this end

There's not much left to spoil anymore

(so start another verse!)

As long as the numbers outweigh the consequence

Let it out (do your worst!)

What's there to say that hasn't been heard before

And what's there to say that could hurt us even more

And we won't play your stupid game anymore

So you better find a new sport to destroy

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And then there you are again

Right out in the open for all to see

Words of mass destruction inked and released

You boo and you hiss and you act like a twat

When words start to hurt they might strike back

You really expect to get away with saying that there's rules and a limit

But you had to cross that line

If that's entertainment to you fine

Just keep going along that line

You call my woman a whore again i dare you

(come on do it!)

You call me a sheepfucker one more time i dare you

(come on)

You do that monkey i sound i double-dare you

(come on do it!)

You sling those slurs out here again

And you'll get murder from this end

(come on)

There's not much left to spoil anymore

(so start another verse!)

As long as the numbers outweigh the consequence

Let it out (do your worst!)

What's there to say that hasn't been heard before

And what's there to say that could hurt us even more

And we won't play your stupid game anymore

So you better find a new sport to destroy

So how's that for a motherfucking putdown?

How's that for coming in and messing up our ground

How's that for a goddamn comeback slap

You can take it back to wherever the hell you're from

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