1. |
Look Mum No Hands
03:57
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[Verse 1: Wallace Rice]
I’m digging every day to find these lyrics Living everyday like it won’t finish Look what wishful thinking did for Quinton Fuck too many bitches need a clinic Ima’ up and leave before she's finished Ima’ push my face in something different A lazy wave good bye to all you haters I’ll save the middle finger for your misses
[Chorus 1: Wallace Rice]
Two minutes till I fly away
I’ve been strutting round’ this place like I own it
Fucking chip on my shoulder boulder big enough to make us hide away Lately I’ve been thinking who the fuck I even think I am
Oh, baby girl I’m living like I wished when I was teenie
Look in the mirror who do I think I am
Rockstar babe
That’s what I think I am
[Verse 2: Dream McLean]
Yeah I probably got a bit of an issue
I just blew a bloody blizzard on a bit of some tissue
I just got a WhatsApp like I really really miss you
Just cause I barebacked it doesn't mean that we’re official babe I thought you knew me better than that
This is that smoking area local celebrity rap, stop, stop, stop You’re gassing me up, you’re getting me gassed
Don’t ever light a cigarette around me
[Chorus 2: Wallace Rice]
Two minutes till I fly away
I’ve been strutting round’ this place like I own it
Fucking chip on my shoulder boulder big enough to make us hide away Lately I’ve been thinking who the fuck I even think I am
Oh, baby girl I’m living like I wished when I was teenie
Look in the mirror who do I think I am
Rockstar babe
That’s what I think I am
[Verse 3: Alex Osiris]
Who the fuck do I think I am
Mum would go nuts if she clocked me now
Walking round this girl’s house doing packet off her tits demanding sex with my cock in hand Now her boyfriend’s back wanna knock me out
A piss taker yeah I probly’ am
Always been told I should watch my mouth Instead I watch videos of me wocking out I'm a monster man
Who wants it now
Done too much drugs need a doctor out
I feel suttin’ right now n it's not the ground In a state looking wasted I wander round Ayyyyy
Ahhh I'm just rocking out
Back stage with the rider in gone for now Tellign me to calm down ah drop me out U wanna chill I got pills let's pop um now
[Chorus 2: Wallace Rice]
Two minutes till I fly away
I’ve been strutting round’ this place like I own it
Fucking chip on my shoulder boulder big enough to make us hide away Lately I’ve been thinking who the fuck I even think I am
Oh, baby girl I’m living like I wished when I was teenie
Look in the mirror who do I think I am
Rockstar babe
That’s what I think I am
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2. |
Beautiful Death
04:13
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[Verse 1: Wallace Rice]
Ay look candle lights dinners alone me on my own Beautiful night to leave you at home
Oh, what a life we used to live when we had nothing but groans And love was mothers medicine she put a bit on bowl Sprinkled lemon in I recollect
When I weren't grown the world was innocent
A little shy African boy tryna’ settle in
They letting him, oh look Mumma they sweating him
I’m guessing that a black Jesus was deemed offensive Eccentric yeah, yeah fucking eccentric
Who guessed it who would’ve know Mumma who guessed it I’m settling one flow or one sentence
And these niggas tryna’ revolve from where their heads been
I sensed it
I don't rap nigga I says shit
So if I said it then I probably meant it
So fuck you and all of that censorship
And all these fake bitches coming round here looking for friendship I’m tryna push the whole of my ends in
So it’s me them till the end its
[Chorus 1: Wallace Rice]
This beautiful life will be death its
This beautiful life will be the death of me Oh
Oh what a beautiful night to meet my death its What a beautiful night will you remember me
[Verse 2: Alex Osiris]
Walking solo with my son on my shoulders
Spring in my step feeling blessed man I must of been chosen
I see rest in the distance na’ they ain't stressing me listen this effortless still impressive Na don't press me I'm different
Yeah Mumma raised a smart one
Take what you need and then you work for the rest greed or failure it can't run
So, I got my bars up
Knock me down I'm coming back karma
This is armor hardened bastard from the drama
But now I'm tryna’
Eat good
Sleep good
Write good
Smoke good
Fuck good
Be good and above all be a father but I'm good at that already ah
Ya fuck with him it's deadly bruv
Will end up in messy one
Me and Mandem get at ya
Get me bruv
But I don't wanna talk no war
Not on a night like this
Pour me a red wine while a light my spliff
This is high life and I like this
Like I like women not bitches that are like minded
I'm feeling out of this world I'm on sci fi tip
I'm just tryna’ spread love same time as ya wife's thighs hit
Two birds with one rolling stone call me mick with this Shit I give you shelter from the cold Follow me I'm coming home
[Chorus 2: Wallace Rice]
This beautiful life will be death its
This beautiful life will be the death of me Oh
Oh what a beautiful night to meet my death its What a beautiful night will you remember me
[Verse 3: Dream McLean]
Look I ain’t out for presidents to represent me
Paper with the face of the queen on
The plate I eat from is never empty
Never tempt me I'm weak to it
This shit is feeling like theme music
This shit is feeling like home
When do we move in?
Are we moving
Ain’t the destination it’s the journey that leads to it
All the bullshit I've been through it
So, all your bullshit I see through it
Yeah, so while you're trying to get the watch with the bezel
I’m trying to go beyond my potential
I've got to I'm meant to either that or I've got to be mental
Rock and and a hard place heart the same colour as the pot and the kettle Niggas are not on a level
So, I’m not done I'm not going to settle man
It’s all or fuck all
Until it falls to rubble
Like I’m sorry for all your trouble
I’m just trying to make memories
Real friend’s fake enemies
Never chase hoes never chase Hennessey
If I take ten of these that could be the end of me Or I could take one of those like J Kennedy Assonate my character and bury me
I’m still here on a melody
I’m still here what you telling me
[Chorus 3: Wallace Rice]
This beautiful life will be death its
This beautiful life will be the death of me Oh
Oh what a beautiful night to meet my death its What a beautiful night will you remember me
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[Verse 1: Wallace Rice]
Are you the good or the bad?
Are you the bad or the ugly?
Are you the voice that’s in my head?
Telling me that you still want me
And as I take another drag
You drag me down just like a zombie
Are you the watch on Satan’s hand?
And as time passes you haunt me you haunt me
[Chorus 1: Wallace Rice]
We’ve both got nothing to lose
I don't want nothing from you
I bleed my blood just for you
One stake one black heart one full moon
[Verse 2: Dream McLean]
Eeny meeny miny moe
You got a nigga by the throat
You never gonna let it go
I can see it in your boat
I know you've come for blood
I know you've come for blood
Whether you've got me wrong or got me right
You've got me good
Got me nice
Got me now
You got my cherries in the fucking vice
I ain’t telling you I’m right
I’m just saying I ain’t come here for a fight
But I know you've come for blood
I know you've come for blood
[Chorus 2: Wallace Rice]
We’ve both got nothing to lose
I don't want nothing from you
I bleed my blood just for you
One stake one black heart one full moon
We’ve both got nothing to lose
I don't want nothing from you
I bleed my blood just for you
One stake one black heart one full moon
[Verse 3: Alex Osiris]
What you know about the dark and twisted
People scream with pain that can be hard to listen
Bits of glass are sticking in my heart
Can see yaself’ reflecting leaves u with just one more question
Do I do or die
This is you n I
This me n you
Picture suicide
Never see it through
What's it mean to you?
Just a piece of apple or forbidden fruit
Someone tell me
How to help me
I don't wanna bite
But don't wanna fight it
You can give me struggle
You can show me violence
I ain't scared of nothing
Bruva care for nothing fuck it
Cuff me up n’ chuck the key
The good the bad the ugly
I'm wondering if one is me
Or maybe all of them are you
That keep cutting me deep
[Chorus 3: Wallace Rice]
We’ve both got nothing to lose
I don't want nothing from you
I bleed my blood just for you
One stake one black heart one full moon
We’ve both got nothing to lose
I don't want nothing from you
I bleed my blood just for you
One stake one black heart one full moon
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4. |
Branches
04:27
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[Verse 1: Wallace Rice]
A thousand guns a thousand un-cased rounds
Just aiming at my heritage
They told my people that my seed don't sprout,
Wiped out like we was never there
My grandpa told me son you best watch out
These folks will take your everything
He saw the branches off our tree fall down
But old man I ain’t finished yet
Papa weren't a preacher
Mumma weren't no mother Teresa
Said her old man was a teacher
Still I found a way to mislead her
Twelve years old with amnesia
Twelve years on got amnesia
I tend to forget sometimes
(sometimes)
Instead of regret more time
(more time)
Its been 3 days my dear
Still ain’t built up the courage to see ya
Pick up the phone like I’m worried you near
Venture or vent sometimes
And fear never gained your respect
(I know)
But this fear surely made pretend
(or so)
And it’s weird I don't love you less
(my girl)
Just the tears never made me regret
Now they're clear guess your heart up for breaking again
I heard a master was made by his whip
And my father was made by a chimp
Guest a bastard was based on events
In a party with 8 of my kin folk
Selling charlie to old friends I didn't know
Why my people struggle for clean clothes
And something to eat though
A nigger gotta clean his sole
Made me think though
16 years since I been home
And every time you called I act busy on the phone
Now I’m getting gods busy tone
Fuck
[Verse 2: Dream McLean]
Nanna was an artist yeah
Mumma was an artist yeah
And they both turned teacher
What did I learn though skipping all my classes
I never paid attention yeah
What a little bastard
I never knew my Jamaican side
Like like I wonder where that half is
You could see it sports day
A nigga was the fastest
Running round the woods trying to find this tree that the apple ain’t meant to fall far from
Fell farther from the roots to the branches yeah
From the womb to the casket yeah
For my unborn sister my unknown cousins
You’re still in my heart its love like granddads macaroni
And rest in peace to my grandad mac I know he
Wouldn't recognise me if I walked by
His Alzheimer’s probably wouldn't help either
But I’ll see you one day
Until then I let the song play
Because i remember that one day one day
My Mumma took me and my bro down south
We lived in with some relatives
My grandma said don't let me catch you out
There mixing with degenerates
My papa told me son you'll make me proud
I’m joking he was never there
I guess the branches of our tree fell down and landed on a nigga’s head But we ain’t finished yet
[Verse 3: Alex Osiris]
People need people that's clear
But living in difference is fear
They told my grandma shush little darling
Innocent girl pure hearted
Never meant harm but her father’s fathers
Start
Was from a land far from ours
They're asking
Questions mentions pressing for answers
The Romany shows better mask it
Don't tell them bout palms n’ the cards
The bastards will think dark
We know that it's harmless
But they see it different
And you know living in difference is fear
So, Try keep ya distance
You don't wanna bring trouble your way
But if the sun shines bright outside its too nice Rose you ain't going school today
Defiance in the bloodline
Past down all the way till it touched mine
Good and bad combined
So lenient and bohemian alma Buena see through the deviants
And keep moving
I guess that's in the blood line too
Yeah this gypsy boy ain’t never need no roof
Just keep the sun on me Rose and I can't lose
You are me I am you
You are me I am you
You are me I am you
You are me I am you
My grandma told if the sun shines out then boy u ain't staying in that bed And even if u see its rain and clouds my darlin then you'll be getting wet
But now I never let myself slow down through this weather take on anything
I guess the branches of our tree fell down and landed straight on top of my head but we ain’t finished yet
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5. |
Resourceful
05:26
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Wallace, Wallace, Wallace
Yeah
Wallace, Wallace, Wallace
Yeah
I’m
I’m so
I’m
I’m so resourceful
Make an 8 ball from a curve ball
Turn a curve ball to a kilo
Flip that bitch once call me Niño
I’m a rude boy want a detail
Holla email
Wallace Rice at fuck me female
I’m assuming that your he pal
Is a weed sale and you probably wanna fuck me with now
I’m so resourceful
Turn your new girl to your ex girl
Make your ex girl get in porn still
Let me pile drive while she calls you
Make a spaceship from a four wheel
Fly myself into the orbit
I’m a rude boy from everywhere yo don't ask where I’m from I went your school
I’m so resourceful
This one here this ain’t for you cuz
This ain’t really ain’t for you blood
Fuck out here you're starting bore me blood
Fake little nigga's make me boil blood
Waved in my kitchen playing royal blood
All my nigga is loyal blood
And your boys are unemployed
mother was resourceful
Came up from nothing shanty town awful
Wallace went busting
Sister went law school
Brother went running in the street tryna eat and he came back formal
Call that resourceful
Own my own yard 24 is that normal
Should be normal but niggas ain’t normal
Quinton rampage hooks hitting awful
Regime Regime yeah we're reforming
Fuck is this boring
Money is calling
Regime Regime yeah were reforming
Fuck is we doing all going according
Regime Regime yeah, we're reforming
And we go all in and we go all in
Regime Regime yeah were reforming
Shut the front door then shut the front door then shut the fucking front door then
[Verse 2: Alex Osiris]
Regime yeah we're back on the scene bruv
Tell a friend to tell a friend to team up
25 now big man fully grown any yout tell me suck my mum you get beat up
Don't come with that cold demeanor
Bruv I got a five-year-old that looks meaner than you n’ him n everyone between ya
Buzzing of that pill that you've done between ya dickhead
Moflo all up in ya dome bro
Say you move food but u don't though
How much a penny weigh bruv I bet you don't know
You ain't giving me grief you can gimme that phone though
Oh no
Ya stepping to a master in his dojo
Ya wanna fuck with me then I'll fuck ya Mrs. send you a video in slow mo
Why you moving like an enemy
I know you ain't gonna do nuttin’ but threaten me ya bell end can you tell them it's a waste of his energy
Little man with no chest ain't scaring me fuck off
Tell him he's one of
Many Irrelevant enemies please come on
Regime been on these beats
You seen couple retweets thinking ya deep
You Talk street I talk me like d double
I remember doing sets me n kas back to back 06 hours went by
Even back then we were fully loaded with the bars zinger tower that time
14 underage in the venue sticking it on men to clash them on mic
I been doing this for a minute bruv don't tell me about rapping I'm fine
Grew up in shit creek awful is normal
At 15 recording 8 man on a portar with 8 tracks call that resourceful
Regime Regime rep to the death got it tatted on me normal
Alex Osiboy making a right noise
Said I couldn't do it so really it's your fault
I make it look natural
You make it look forceful
stop stop stop stop
[Verse 3: Dream McLean]
Drip drip drip
Drip might turn a housewife to a hoe
Yo I’m so resourceful
I might turn her walls to waterfalls
Perform oral with a snorkel
She like why so crude
I didn't reply
She like why so rude
I’m like wait two new messages from you why no nudes
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
You know me do I know you
I don’t think so
But when I’m high I don’t think so
I ain’t too good with names or good with faces
I’m just evasive
What’s the basis of conversation
It seems I'm fucking wasted on you
And I’m also fucking wasted
And I’m also fucking resourceful I'm creative
I use my imagination
No mixer so I drink rum and i use cognac to chase it
Regime Regime yeah we’re reforming
Dunno why use lot have to say that your trying to do music
Is it?
I don’t even think no one hears it
Me
I’m so resourceful
Thank you very much
I made a career of it
Living like I don’t fear a thing
Yeah, it's him
Drip taking everything
I’m taking it all
Nigga’s put years in
Blood sweat n tears in
No i never had a side parting and a border
But I made 5 mix tapes on the porta
Called up
Had the whole team in Greenstead filming with grime daily on the corner Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Spliff in hand
Used to play route for like fifty pounds Had a few scraps
Got myself a ban
Look at me now
Got myself a band
And we’re fucking having it Fuck off
Monster Monster everything is ours
Came up from the bottom
Really you don’t know the half
(you don’t know the half)
you ain’t got the heart
(heart)
I’m just sitting in the dark in my yard singing
Monster Monster everything is ours Came up from the bottom
Really you don’t know the half
(you don’t know the half)
Nah you ain’t got the heart Monster everything is ours
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