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Broken Souls
Fliptrix
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Mr Bugg
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Street signs echo like chants in a past life
Four times rawer than porn from a whore's eye
Man's not door to door slave of the porch side
Multi storey car parks
Assault fights and dark hearts
And night rounds who can't half
Name brands and marked fast
As the lullaby lines line the sky
Like the do or die suicides
Confused on the side line
I write rhymes and keep spitting
Never giving in
Living in a city full of hurt lies and pessimists
Where I shine bright like the fire where my cannabis burn
In search of the exorcist
Disbursing the curse of the worstest
The terrorist I yearn for the optimist
Hopscotching time like the child of apocalypse
Reside on the sly but lie down where the possum live
Live for the lost but plonked down by the crucifix
Frosted in my noggin thinking possibly it's got to give
But these man's roll round town hot
But they're opposite like Asterix and Obelix
Heads clock my scripts when I drop ish
Lock stock and two smoking barrels as I rock this
Top this blood you must be lost like the beast of the Loch Ness
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South East the darkest
My mouthpiece my harness
To guide me through the dark times
Light my spliff when I spark it
What's the darkest? The South East
What's my harness? My mouthpiece
To guide me through the dark times
Light my spliff when I spark it
I'll move on regardless
Yeah, yo, I'll move on regardless
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Ayo this be the pantomime
Mr Bug the phantom with the fanta lines
Dragging on a ganja high
Gagging with the geese fucking Santa's wife
Haggle with the beast rocking in the keep
The rugged lug never sleep
Bussin' beats on the boards
The war lord's warned towards the gamma force
Like David Banner slamming with the grubby paws
This be warlord galore
Grab the bull by the horns
Straight World War Four
Raw gore, boy, your jaw floor you with the C4
Double gaffer tape
Straight jacket strap
Rap detonation back
It's the manic magic overload
Double dose tv show
Wrote by Mr Bug the unknown
And Host Ghost
Flow while I boast the new row
Rhyme book in the holster
Soldier in arms armed to the teeth
Palms scarred by the beef
Left to bleed
But now on my leave
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