Thierry Henry by jay suttin

Far too many men wish death on me
Flattered that they waste their breath on me
Create my own space all eyes on me
I whip it top bins
Thierry Henry
Far too many men wish death on me
Flattered that they waste their breath on me
Cutting thru the lines all eyes on me
Stick em top bins
Thierry Henry

Keep talking it's water off a duck's back
I stopped listening a couple dozen fucks back
Back to school kid hook you up a snack pack
Fold you like a 9 2 and tuck you in a ruck sack
Fuck sake back to playground business
I take it on the wing you need another lap in chrysalis
Christmas shop on Amazon I'm on your wish list
Envision this punch without my fist I put the fizz in it
The simulacrum has been spiked and all your parents have been briefed
Your mammy has a better flow but when I fold her up she queefs
I teach you how to hold my mic it's big but miss it with your teeth
Listen up you little fucks this type a wisdom isn't cheap
This rhythm isnt typical I got the touch like dimitar
I turn it round like Dennis did like Johan did it's wunderbar
I'm on the way they'll kick you if they can you know
Flick it up and volley home Di Canio!

Far too many men wish death on me
Flattered that they waste their breath on me
Create my own space all eyes on me
I whip it top bins
Thierry Henry
Far too many men wish death on me
Flattered that they waste their breath on me
Cutting thru the lines all eyes on me
Stick em top bins
Thierry Henry

Shit got hairier than a terrier in a terrarium
Don't bring your boys around I swear I smell the rare in 'em
Barbarian, Aquarian I'm like aloof a lot
I like to goof around and fuck about and tell the truth a lot
Dissociate a lot I mean a lot I mean a lot a lot
Sorta lost the plot when I learned there really isn't one
Definitely blessed with a healthy touch a 'tism inny?
Living hand to mouth at least it helps to keep me nice and skinny
I like shiny things and chaos please in equal measure
Giving up the music to devote more time to social pressure
Trigger sensors flaring up, quick fix em add narcotics
When I cross them white lines trust I know just where the box is
Allen boksic bread n butter but I'm better still
Gianfranco came to see me and I taught him couple skills
Pele used to bell me and we'd shelf a couple pills
But when the whistle blows then it's time to kill

Far too many men wish death on me
Flattered that they waste their breath on me
Create my own space all eyes on me
I whip it top bins
Thierry Henry
Far too many men wish death on me
Flattered that they waste their breath on me
Cutting thru the lines all eyes on me
Stick em top bins
Thierry Henry

• Hip-Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Irish hip hop
• Rap
• ni hip hop
• underground hip hop