Scroobius Pip Lyrics - Introdiction lyrics

Introdiction lyrics (Lyrics)

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I saw a dead fish on the pavement, and thought What did you expect?
Theres no water round here, stupid, should have stayed where it was wet...

Hello my name is Pip, and I would like to speak some lyrics,
Into this microphone thats amplified so you can hear it.
This piece of diction is the intro to Distraction Pieces,
Thats all the shit that flies around my head and keeps me sleepless.

Such little food for thought my fucking brain feels anorexic;
So many typos when I write, oh, Ill claim Im dyslexic.
Ive got your poem here, Ive put it in this envelope...
Im setting fire to it; hope you all can read the smoke!

Most people where I live dont know me – and I fucking like it!
Some people where I live dont like me – and I fucking know it!
Some heads wont know my name or give me a look, since –
I flow kinda strange like spina bifida footprints.
Ha!

I flow kinda strange like spina bifida footprints

Nothings origina l, I stole this flow from the creator,
And from some others too, cant think right now – Ill name them later.
If I say fuck a lot well then I may gain more attention;
If I say cunt well then with some of you there will be tension.

I find this interesting cause in the end they are just words,
You give them power when you cower, man, its so absurd.
But all that was covered by Lily Bruce, back in the day.
Nothings original, now Im repeating what I say!

Paralysis through analysis could stop me here –
But thatd just be an excuse to run in fear!
So Ill brandish the blandest mans anguish with a round fist,
Directed at the throat of any man to call me spineless.
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I will brandish the blandest mans anguish with a round fist

I see these rappers that say things like no homo and such;
It always seems maybe the lady doth protest too much...
Im really speechless but I speak less than you might imagine –
Sometimes I stutter and I sputter like the words are catching.

Im known to write about the shit most people wont discuss;
Some find my musics too intrusive with their words and such.
You see a mouse trap – I see free cheese, and a fucking challenge!
But you stay quiet for fear of tipping the balance!

When its horses for courses my horse is distorted –
I bought it for four quid then forced it through horse shit!
We walked through these morbid remorseless discourses,
And discussed these disgusting new sources.

When its horses for courses my horse is distorted

Ive seen the world; Ive seen the good and the shitty bits;
And all Ive got to say is God damn, yall are fucking idiots.
Some people heard my words and thought it meant they knew me –
Truth is – I dont exist; Im just the soundtrack to your movie!

Cause Im a background figure in a story thats all descriptive,
And what I feels just felt for you to hear me fucking spit it!
I jump in many different heads, through these words and poems;
Always hoping maybe the next leap will be my leap home.

Ziggy says that if I keep writing this shit –
Theres an eighty percent chance that Al can make it a pop hit.
But Als an alcoholic and Im a fucking schizophrenic,
So Ill close my eyes on this whole fucking world and that will end it...