Mr. Dabbla

AKA Puppa Murc

AKA The one punch wonder

AKA The lazy eye

AKA that loser from Barnet

AKA Shut the fuck up when I'm talking to you

[Verse 1 - Dabbla]

Yeah I'm built for this, MC's dunno how to deal with this

Killed the lyricist and dragged his body in the wilderness

It's the children of the corn causing damage

So hungry for the papes I'll eat a horses miscarriage

Spit the baddest type of shit you've ever heard

Murdering the first, second and the third reoccurring

Tighter than a virgin, tighter than the gloves on a surgeon

Or submarine doors when submerging

In other words I'm serving, urban or suburban

Doesn't really matter still see the fire burning

This is higher learning, higher than I'd have to be to walk in China Whites and try buy a pint of bourbon

I ain't even ramping, stuff that we're stamping in your head

So tough I'll give a buffalo a trampling

You know what, fuck this

I'm so sick I take out my bottom ribs just to suck my own dick

Don't give a shit what you think, we're going on stink

Wash my balls and my armpits in the sink

Living life on the edge, mixing my drinks

It's gone right to my head now shits on the brink

It's the massacre, Mr. Dabbla the babbler

But man he's been through more bush than David Attenborough

I'm telling ya, skiller kill a messenger

Have a bredda shitting in his knickers like an enema

Woh, follow through with the flow

Original rudeboy I get booed every show

Flush it, when I buss it, you can't touch it

Truss it, we get dirty like your girls gusset

Muss it, be this way? Yep lets discuss it

Basically, we're blowing up like double decker busses

I was chosen, cryogeneticly frozen

Shit on MC's and expose 'em