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Central Wank (Space Raiders) Lyrics by Contact Play

Champion Fraff

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[Verse 1: Mr Key]
I'll be sounding like the rowdy type
A scoundrel out to drown a mic
Outta mind and outta sight
Pouncing out to scrounge a bite
House of flying dagger type
Blinded by lack of light
Stabbing like a thousand knives
Slicing in the black of night
Flatline a pantomime character
Stabbed in the back by a parasite scavenger
Dragonflies amassing like a pack of violent fighter jets
But try and fly and get captured in my spider webs
Analyse the dialect
It's tangled like the wires get
Giant step the sky
Left my cancer in Orion's flesh
Rattled like a dying breath
The graveyard percussionist
Rapping like the matter's life or death
Dry as fuck and it’s the rain dance
I cook pork storms as the vinyl spins
Underwater walking with a snorkel and an iron fin
Synthesised science mix my orchids with the violins
Synchronize my writing with the orchestras I’ve hired since
A manta ray's random raves
Stanzas in the black of space
Phantom pains back again
Tame it with a gram of K
Cain it on a Saturday
And bag an eighth for Sunday
Blacken with the dagger blade
Assassinate the sun's ray
Ashen face acid case
Iron flesh and gamma rays
Time to get the matter straight
A psychedelic attaché
Astral plane raided ???? with the crooked thought
Flavour like a pack of space raiders and some Worcester sauce
Ghosts roaming in an overgrown metropolis
Decomatose moments in a frozen post apocalypse
Stone sober flow soaking to the broken bone
Home alone
Decode the omens in my chromosomes
[Verse 2: Mr Key]
I'm known to focus most when I flow for jokes
With a load of blokes blowing smoke till I overdose
So this goes to those
Propose a toast to the chosen few
This goes to you: SMB!
Man you know the crew
And there's no hope
Posing Pinocchio
Ropy flow joker spitting vocals at the pony show
This goes to those with the middle finger up
Giving it the bigs but your drivel isn't sick enough
To back it up so listen up
You're wack as fuck but got the swag a lot
Sack it off
Battle it; the rap Garry Kasparov
That's a wrap
I rock it ragged as a hacking cough
Mr Key, grab my flaccid cock as I stagger off
What?
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About “Central Wank (Space Raiders)” by Contact Play

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"Central Wank (Space Raiders)" appears on "Champion Fraff".

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