[00:00:00] Cooked - Dead Players [00:00:01] Written by:GhostTown [00:00:14] Yeah look [00:00:15] I'm on a wave every night like f**k 'em [00:00:17] Two more drops in a spiked white Russian [00:00:19] I stashed that treasure in a hole in my mind [00:00:21] So my eyes glow gold every time I shut 'em [00:00:23] Roll on set like my fam cousin [00:00:25] I'm at the bar running out awkward game [00:00:26] On a gurned up goth with a streamlined curse [00:00:28] Tryna feed my words in a tortured brain [00:00:30] But I ain't on a next ball and chain [00:00:32] And I been on a hype since Champion Fraff [00:00:35] It's a wonder how the kid's still standing [00:00:36] If you ain't on a mosh you can stand at the back [00:00:38] Pour a whole bottle in a big bag of ice cubes [00:00:40] Cut a little hole in the bottom and hang it up [00:00:42] Spend a couple hours hooked up to the drip and [00:00:44] Roll out when your rumbling stomach has had enough [00:00:45] So I was like [00:00:46] Wargwarn petal [00:00:47] Bleed for that first class seat [00:00:48] You can keep that cheap bit of metal [00:00:50] I beat motherf**kers in the head till they get it [00:00:52] When they don't they be like woah wyle down seccle [00:00:54] The dark I'm special [00:00:55] Ain't never lost sleep on a silly old clique in the vessel [00:00:57] Speak of the devil [00:00:58] Deep in the belly but it doesn't matter cause you couldn't creep on my level [00:01:01] We don't wrestle [00:01:03] We knock 'em out flat with one slap and laugh at the pile [00:01:05] Dance around 'em all pointing and giggling [00:01:07] Killing any illegitimate problem child [00:01:09] Oi dick breath I been around for a while [00:01:11] I smile argh I spit ah that vile [00:01:14] One hundred eyes for the style [00:01:15] I'm true by an inch I'm true by a mile [00:01:17] That's war [00:01:17] Ate 'em all raw [00:01:18] Selling 'em the poisons selling 'em the cure [00:01:20] Bottles of the cheap shit spilling on the floor [00:01:22] Cut 'em into pieces slip 'em in the jaw [00:01:24] My mind's all cooked ate 'em all cooked [00:01:26] Fling 'em in the furnace tell 'em it's a look [00:01:28] Left 'em in a back room hanging on a hook [00:01:30] Bruv let's cook [00:01:31] Come let's cook [00:01:32] Ate 'em all cooked [00:01:48] Rah [00:01:49] Guess 'em you lemon [00:01:50] I see you perfected your chief impression [00:01:52] It's your resident freakin' session [00:01:54] It all went black for a fleeting second [00:01:56] I was parked up on the face of a sheer precipice [00:01:57] Puffing a hallucinogenic with a pipe [00:01:59] The feds were out slivering an M17 [00:02:01] Tryna lock up any wandering city slicker in sight [00:02:03] But nothing like a fountain of chaos nuttin' [00:02:06] But I ain't sure where the honour is [00:02:07] Whole crew looking like a zombie apocalypse [00:02:09] Couldn't tell who's grinning face was the rottenest [00:02:11] Right now I just wanna wyle out right now I just wanna roll in [00:02:15] Pulling out every single dead and buried world from my face [00:02:17] Like a million millenia I'm folding [00:02:19] Nuttin' [00:02:20] Nothing like anything that you've come across [00:02:21] Motherf**kers loving a proper feeling in the dance [00:02:23] They be like dabbla you gotta give them a chance [00:02:25] I be like f**k 'em they nowhere near as advanced [00:02:27] I should raise the level and show them a little thing or two [00:02:29] Instead of blending in but they keep on dragging it arse [00:02:30] Battering a lyric and doing it really fast [00:02:32] Bussing up your lip when I'm dipping in glue and glass [00:02:34] Anyone who know what they're talking about [00:02:36] Will tell you that my family be murdering anything that they touch [00:02:38] Got nothing to say but I got them all in my clutch [00:02:40] Wouldn't call it living the dream it's a bit much