Alchemisland

Turnt up, no more lurking Fuck a telling off, no telling what’s next, nothing’s certain We’re selling, flying off the shelves like paper for the asshole surface When there are red warnings on the world service Higher than Helvellyn, hellbent for medicine Bell rung after I’ve swung One and done kick to the front tongue,…

Smoke it slower than slugs vanish When the rain they glug breaks for a Spanish vacay Looking Anakin, racing around it’s like the pod again Friend’s ankles shackled until Christ comes back; never be a squad again Never trust in God again Time investment, hours at the pot I spent Whipping, spinning rocks while focusing…

Prodigy when it comes to violence, sort it in one night Wiser now I’ve licked salmon Big swigs from the flagon Two digs for the colour on the back of a wagon New digs, back of a catalogue, cat’s fattened On foot, do it analogue Hot foot it when the cans are gone Frosty out…

I’m a testament to weaponised vanity What happens if you anesthetise with too much regularity Can’t stand these cunts sat with me, understand you, Larry David, clasped hands prayer fashion Wished I was at the gaff, cat sat with me.

Noided off Colombian, no spliffs Only dabs rigs or something new fangled Once it’s legal all the weed priests can try every angle to numb you Sometimes life just has your number Tried twisting out, only worsened the tangle Brought the worst out, but takes two to tango.