Dirty [bad word] Contact Play
Steep [bad word] steps

Jam Baxter

Wha? This is life mate try make it easier
I paint my eye balls a light shade of sepia
I wake at nightfall five days a week
And im [bad word] faced my minds all sideways
Im creeping at my pace
As white chalk lines frame the scene of the crime raid
Believing it time waits for each of yours blind faith
If your piece of the pie's tastin' sweeter than mine mate
Ill eat you as live bait.
'Cos i tried to bust rough when i was needia
But never held it down like i suffer with belemia
And now im [bad word] with a team full of freaks
And we're soon to be a feast for the scum suckin' media.

Dumb [bad word] 
Your season of dumb luck is reaching a slump son 
i mean it, i'm pumped up and greedier for fresh meat
i'm neck deep in the next beat, head feenin' to get lean 
your featureless mean speak as real as a wet dream its reek on your bed sheet
asleep in the the steamiest of  scene's, my pen speaks for the people that get me you get me ya pricks i'm just sweeping your mess clean.