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Did you arder the chips? No I ordered the scallops. No Chips? No chips, just scallop burgers. How long did she say? 10 minutes or so. 10 minutes... Ooh, that might be them. Ah? (ha ha) 10 minutes? Ah yeah.. Bring it up now. Definately. This one goes out to fish pissed mouth, patty Don't forget burger mouth. Is he filleted? That's right, talk to him. Ok then.. fatty cells expand when we take the mic in hand check out the land on which we dwell with the rhyme unplanned now central coastin' hot like central heating mc's minds meating like the lake meets the sea at swansea on solid rock yes you know we dont stop until we got everyone of you poppin like bottle tops like a stubby on the verandah nothing we planned'a just spontaneous banter when we take the chance to entice you to do this nice to whatever vice you choose I think we prove you got nothing to lose by following us - in my tongue I trust to get done what we must swirls of reddust behind me so hard to find it so why try getting high wide open skies and country side just gimme some beats and rhymes and room to thrive and i swear that I'll always come live and direct inspect the jam from every angle that you can and you might interpret the master plan but if you dont I'll still be rockin the boat chillin wit traksue and Toe Fu lake side to promote this new view Oh wow, hey did you see that..... Is that right? In anybody their? Kenny, did you see that? Kenny. It's a flying scallop over the lake. Wow. Like a three dollar forty bag of fresh hiphop from your local fish and chip shop Ah Scallops! With Dollops of flavour on top, When we do what we do we give heads the bops. Like a three dollar forty bag of fresh hiphop from your local fish and chip shop Ah Scallops! With Dollops of flavour on top, When we do what we do we give heads the bops. Like a three dollar forty bag of fresh hiphop from your local fish and chip shop Ah Scallops! With Dollops of flavour on top, When we do what we do we give heads the bops. torches reflect water scorching sun ordinary laws bored people run off the day dont stay so they packed up stacked up equipment set up the way to play at lake placid snake acid recapping groove grabbing thought skanking travelled on trains buses pains mail lines trusted train departing we rushed it discussed it lack of preparation separation from city scenes littered streets reversed beets immersed in the heat of the batlas teknique wants and needs verbal speed darkness feeds and bites and beats through the night that are sliced with a


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