ARMADILLO (Explicit)

My Ma never said she was proud of me

But deep down

I know you looked out for me

The finish lines in a bit

Check the time, not the result

Face dive in my sins and drown in my pillow

One time for the fuckers who doubted me

Two times in my love where I found my feet

Aim right from the hip hear the sound of it bellow

Young boy in a shell Armadillo

Wake up in the morning

Morning world

Saw myself

Young boy in his shell

Well

At least that’s all you could tell

When the pouring starts

Dance

Let it all fall in wells

Through floor we fell

Still

Never sunk more than hell

Yeah

But more than once stunts

Stunt my growth at stumps

Chopping tree trunks

Counting rings for 100 months

And then

And then some

And then

Think I might call in sick

All in favour we’re all in bits

But the armour you see

Cost me a arm and a leg

Now we’re like Simon Pegg, Ed

Shaun of the dead

Dead

Simon said jump off cliff

I fall on the bed

Wake up in the morning it’s all in my head

And I know you hold me liable

For things that weren’t

My fault

I held my tongue

Stifled

I broke my back

Spinal

I left the engine

Running

I knew that you were

Coming

I shoulda said

Something

I said nothing

My Ma never said she was proud of me

But deep down I know you looked out for me

The finish line’s in a bit, check the time, not the result

Face dive in my sins and drown in my pillow

One time for the fuckers who doubted me

Two times in my love where I found my feet

Aim right from the hip hear the sound of it bellow

Young boy in a shell Armadillo

Bitch don’t kill my

On a high cant feel my

When the light go in-between the green

I’ma rise like Simba

Tryna find peace like Tim Buck

Too late, arms raised out the winda

Gun finger slumped out the dinger

Raise hell, may as well, only live once

Red light skrrt past never given up

One fuck didn’t give always in a rush

Interrupt for ya love little hit and run

Billing up back seat till I feel a punk

‘Ere Jonny boy pass the courage

Feel like I’m masking summin’

Summoning demons I can’t be fucked with

Wheel on the tarmac parked then spun it

Chugging all 40%

Car crash would of thought he was dead

New lease more life in a Benz

Will he learn this time, it depends

Blue lights in the rear kinda tense

Green lights up ahead, no regrets

Foot down, look round, 6th gear, hoodie, cap down

That’s how we progress

Bless

My Ma never said she was proud of me

But deep down I know you looked out for me

The finish line’s in a bit, check the time, not the result

Face dive in my sins and drown in my pillow

One time for the fuckers who doubted me

Two times in my love where I found my feet

Aim right from the hip hear the sound of it bellow

Young boy in a shell Armadillo