What’s up official tossr
Straight from the street
Up from the knees
Don’t wanna apease
So everybody freeze
Gonna buck that lease
While we melt the heat
Yeah a heart’s been fired
Never gonna retire
Electrocuted in their wire
Spin it like we’re meant to
From the womb to the tomb
Forever in their gloom
If it’s tall too soon
Then toss it to the moon
Yeah Rembrandt’s heirloom
Slapped into tune
Who knows… maybe they do
And if nobody cares
About caramel n charismatic
Metallic mickey with a hickey
Too heavy for a jockey
Or a psychopathic chuckie
Gettin stuffier n muckier
Falls like a junkie
Without the master key
Three pointer slam dunked
Leaves a sharp rim
Before they canned it
Promises from one hand
Who knows when or where
They’re gonna land it
Before they brand it

What’s up official tossr
In ya shiny twat badge
Pissing on commuters
Cause we’re the losers
Is that what you think about
Lying in the black
While your wife turns her back
Do ya wank about that
All em people stood below ya
Suckn on ya tiny shrivelled c*%k