Whose Record

[Verse 1: Sonny Jim]

Lately I've been feeling the negativity

Of the industry

Bredders be dissing me

Man I find it preposterous

Actually utter blasphemy

Underdigging me gradually

Zapping out all my sanity

Casuing holy calamity

Like what you talking stupid for?

Señor I'm the senior in the school of thought

On point and true to form

Jimmy rush through

Rush you and your drunk crew

My flow stay skippy, jiggy

Dance over drum loops

I turn the convo towards my point of view

I grizzle rizzle grind in my boiler suit

By now you must have heard the name

Or seen me at the show burning grade

I'm nice with the like and the turn of phrase

Gas face, gamma ray

Rat race, [?]

Hold me back the nightmare, bogeyman

Holding the exploding can

Swim without the wetsuit

Swigging a Wray & Nephew

I'm head food

Check for my show at your nearest venue

I'm grand canyon picturesque

I draw gash without the lynx effect

[?] is dissing skets

Dishing disrespect

Eject your disk

Wishing death on dickheads that selected it

I'm negative

You can probably tell from my penmanship

Peace to all my people

Just living a life illegal

I'm sipping a pint of diesel

And wisdom disguised as evil

Resident reigning terror

We're trynna change like the weather

Wanna buy my CD?

I got no change for your tenner

[Hook: Dirty Dike]

It goes bang, rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat

I never hesitate to put the phallus in the flaps

Catch me wanking in a palace full of yats

With a hammer like I'm tinny mallet jamming at the back

It goes bang, rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat

I never hesitate to put the phallus in the flaps

Catch me wanking in a palace full of yats

With a hammer like I'm tinny mallet jamming at the back

[Verse 2: Dirty Dike]

The drunk stranglist

Comes with 'nuff sandwiches

Ham salad busting out the crust like cabbages

Fuck jamming in pubs I chuck javelins

Grabbing chicks, cuddling cunts, abduct Madeline

And I ain't even touched on the worst of it

Percy pig can chase a rubber duck through my circuit bitch

Since birth I've been working with the worst of it

Lurking as a person spitting verses like it's work and shit

I ain't getting paid for rapping

After stage time man I ask Jake what happened

I place patterns

Like I'm Escher with the break habit

Ricky Lake's kids couldn't imitate the weight crashing

Splashing in your face with the fap

Rapping at your mates like a twat

Catch me in the rave with a slag

And a plate full of gak

You can take it as matter of fact and that's that

[Hook: Dirty Dike]

It goes bang, rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat

I never hesitate to put the phallus in the flaps

Catch me wanking in a palace full of yats

With a hammer like I'm tinny mallet jamming at the back

It goes bang, rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat

I never hesitate to put the phallus in the flaps

Catch me wanking in a palace full of yats

With a hammer like I'm tinny mallet jamming at the back