Letra de 'The Agitated' de Dirty Dike

Age nought, I was born straight to the stage floor
My mum’s mates were the audience I played for
Age four when my dad went to prison
I was mad but until he came back I didn’t miss him
Age seven when I opened that front door
And made heaven from the parent that I just saw
And mum thought it was better that she let him in
It gave me the biggest lesson that I ever lived
Developing, age eight I was left sad
I made mates and was graced with a step dad
Twelve years I was already smoking weed
And felt fear plus the law was a joke to me
So graffiti absorbed my attention
I thought I could mess and distort my reflection
Walked the direction of war and rejection
I'd scrawl on the desk on report in detention
One four I was thinking school, what for
Man I got thoughts plus I could sit about and shot draw
So I bunked of done a lot of graff in enough spots
Fuck cops! Dust off my cash for the skunk crops
It was just a way of life with the mates of mine
Standing in the face of fights and the baitest crimes
I always wondered what my life would be worth
Now I strive with the perks that my life should deserve

So fuck having a job and fuck ladies
I'm just grabbing my knob enough lately
A cunt gambling what you just gave me
Trust you? Maybe
Fuck you, pay me
So fuck having a job and fuck ladies
I'm just grabbing my knob enough lately
A cunt gambling what you just gave me
Trust you? Maybe
Fuck you, pay me

When I was born I never did cry, I think I might have yawned
Bright eyes shining wide at all the sights they're for
By the time they cut the chord I was a handful
And as soon as I could walk I was a vandal
I hit the ground running and by the time I was eight or nine
I spent my play time stepping through my state of mind
I was a strange brainy child but a thoughtless kid
Me and my mates were naughty shits and teachers thought I was thick
The first time the mic was held I was age twelve
I swear to God I raised hell plus the angels fell
I slay brain cells with weed and my teenage life
Was our curriculum trying to slay our creative drive
But I refuse to lose, cartoons and ill tunes
And garms is all I wanted, that’s all I did and still do
I learned a thing or two and got a few to learn
And the rent that I earn? Some I might just deserve

So fuck crashing in squats, I'm up daily
Not having a job is just lazy
Skuff man, I will not give up quickly
Trust you? Bitch, please
Fuck you, tick me
So fuck crashing in squats, I'm up daily
Not having a job is just lazy
Skuff man, I will not give up quickly
Trust you? Bitch, please
Fuck you, tick me