Lee Scott - Butter Fly lyrics

rate me

Why you wanna do this?

And then you wanna crash it in______

And then you just wanna sell it

Holdit up, towards the moon

And set it free

Fly to your natural home of deep space butter flies

Slick, like a Johnny Barnes scissor kick,

Rounds ours Robbie's god and Grobbelaar's innocence

Shankly sons, early 90s cashy scum,

Taxing cappy sons, and stashing the mammy mums,

I lack the funds gather crumbs and sink bevvies,

Kids on the Express way bridges that flip pennies,

Why even try like you’ll getting your fucking eye white

There's not a thicker minds life,

Thinking you’re picking up your chicken fried rice,

Indifferent, busys listenin' and think we're bickering,

The kid with the know I'm sick of them,

Like a click of blind mice,

I wouldn't notice if I told them ?? lived and died twice,

?? quiet right,

The world in which we live in is a massive ball of ism,

And i'm a master of all I isn't,

Caught me slippin’,

Called your women over,

Tripping sober, until i'm rich as shit tipping hover,

Class, like Minnesota fat,

By the lack of the silhouette I think their holding bat

No one ?? take a whole ?? drag,

Rolling stoned til i'm broken bad,

Even Obi-Wan Kenobi like Blahlid

Fucking you up for something your Ma did,

Just a rhyming, undermining made ya up and coming signings,

Spitting like the fierce proletarian I ever rhymed the weird,

Most of this shit is about Mary and the times we shared,

On a ??

Thanks to Slink for correcting these lyrics