Sauce Gang Collective - Mad Cuntz, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Heavy Kevy back in the booth
Same old shit no different news
Got no options can't pick or choose
No five minute break no interlude
Just a big lad big pen pad
Got the pen gripped tight in my right hand
Sweating out this bitch need a headband
Going back to black like after coming out of rehab
New free flow with ease bro
Package coming in big like Heathrow
No Shaq because I'm making that free-throw
Spit so cold still I'm bringing that heat bro
Big bloke but a heavy stepper few cans for a heavy sesher
Says she loves me now she's doing better
Just another lonely heart for a Sergeant Pepper
Just another resident alcoholic
Can after can till I'm catatonic
Next day wake up feeling diabolic
Sid Vicious mindset never mind the bollocks
Self-centred may be heartless
Watch me mind sink into the darkness
Heavy Kevy just wrecked the tune
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
(That shit flow)
Who needs a hook when you're a mad cunt
Who needs a hook when you're a mad cunt
Popping off on the track
Got the bitch coming back on my dick like it's Christmas
But I don't even remember you on my Wish List
Don't even think that I missed this
Now I keep thinking the negatives
Looking for the treasure on another mans ship not consistent
So I gotta keep my distance they think I've gone missing
Madeleine McCann supply and demand
I'm supplying these beats I demand that you listen
Would've went off Canon but I'm back on my mission
Would've thought that I worked at Mackie's
With the amount of wraps That I'm dishin'
Girl try to come over with no weed you wishing
Fuck all these bitches just fishin'
Not one know where I'm about no more
Not even know where I'm out no more
I can tell you're not on my level no more
If I crash the whip you wouldn't care no more
If I changed my look you wouldn't stare no more
Don't give a fuck I don't see you no more
Stay in my house I never get the door
Live in the dark don't live life no more
Fuck that girl don't feel shit wake up with a fucking spliff
Try to get away from my thoughts and feelings
My brain couldn't really resist
Going for a walk tryna clear my head
It's 3 am I couldn't go to bed
Easy enough to think what is said
Didn't like what I heard so I smoked instead
Who needs a hook when you're a mad cunt
Who needs a hook when you're a mad cunt
Never catch me slippin' on the track
Old school beats bringing us back
Everybody back up the bleachers
Y'all ain't ready for this primal attack
I keep getting more and more twisted
Voices in my head getting conflicted
Turns out I enlisted persisted resisted insisted
You'll end up black listed
Yeah I got these Sim Card bars
Spitting it sick like a new kind of SARS
Sick and tired of feeling like a joker
I wanna know how I got these scars
I used to just stick to the keys
That shit didn't feel like me
Conducting electricity
Call me Tchaikovsky MC
Cause I conduct that flow like tesla
Shockwave's now bring the thunder
New lad on the scene gonna get ya
Man at work when I'm going down under
Got the whole crew stoned uplifted
Got my new shoes stolen thrifted
you know where I come from young and minted
Cant see the eyes the shades are tinted
Who needs a hook when you're a mad cunt
Who needs a hook when you're a mad cunt

Heavy Kevy back in the booth
Same old shit no different news
Got no options can't pick or choose
No five minute break no interlude
Just a big lad big pen pad
Got the pen gripped tight in my right hand
Sweating out this bitch need a headband
Going back to black like after coming out of rehab
New free flow with ease bro
Package coming in big like Heathrow
No Shaq because I'm making that free-throw
Spit so cold still I'm bringing that heat bro
Big bloke but a heavy stepper few cans for a heavy sesher
Says she loves me now she's doing better
Just another lonely heart for a Sergeant Pepper
Just another resident alcoholic
Can after can till I'm catatonic
Next day wake up feeling diabolic
Sid Vicious mindset never mind the bollocks
Self-centred may be heartless
Watch me mind sink into the darkness
Heavy Kevy just wrecked the tune
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
(That shit flow)
Who needs a hook when you're a mad cunt
Who needs a hook when you're a mad cunt
Popping off on the track
Got the bitch coming back on my dick like it's Christmas
But I don't even remember you on my Wish List
Don't even think that I missed this
Now I keep thinking the negatives
Looking for the treasure on another mans ship not consistent
So I gotta keep my distance they think I've gone missing
Madeleine McCann supply and demand
I'm supplying these beats I demand that you listen
Would've went off Canon but I'm back on my mission
Would've thought that I worked at Mackie's
With the amount of wraps That I'm dishin'
Girl try to come over with no weed you wishing
Fuck all these bitches just fishin'
Not one know where I'm about no more
Not even know where I'm out no more
I can tell you're not on my level no more
If I crash the whip you wouldn't care no more
If I changed my look you wouldn't stare no more
Don't give a fuck I don't see you no more
Stay in my house I never get the door
Live in the dark don't live life no more
Fuck that girl don't feel shit wake up with a fucking spliff
Try to get away from my thoughts and feelings
My brain couldn't really resist
Going for a walk tryna clear my head
It's 3 am I couldn't go to bed
Easy enough to think what is said
Didn't like what I heard so I smoked instead
Who needs a hook when you're a mad cunt
Who needs a hook when you're a mad cunt
Never catch me slippin' on the track
Old school beats bringing us back
Everybody back up the bleachers
Y'all ain't ready for this primal attack
I keep getting more and more twisted
Voices in my head getting conflicted
Turns out I enlisted persisted resisted insisted
You'll end up black listed
Yeah I got these Sim Card bars
Spitting it sick like a new kind of SARS
Sick and tired of feeling like a joker
I wanna know how I got these scars
I used to just stick to the keys
That shit didn't feel like me
Conducting electricity
Call me Tchaikovsky MC
Cause I conduct that flow like tesla
Shockwave's now bring the thunder
New lad on the scene gonna get ya
Man at work when I'm going down under
Got the whole crew stoned uplifted
Got my new shoes stolen thrifted
you know where I come from young and minted
Cant see the eyes the shades are tinted
Who needs a hook when you're a mad cunt
Who needs a hook when you're a mad cunt