produced by:
Mach Spitz
co-produced by: Kabal
Contains samples
from the songs:
"Tough" by Kurtis Blow &
"Treat Her Like A Prostitute"
by Slick Rick & Dougie Fresh
lyrics
(V1.Burt)
Never caught glockin’ never cock blockin’
Ever crock pottin’ the feets and the stockings of
Steppers onion broth chock with peppers
So many docs in my stock it’s like they British lepers
No need for a piece when yer greasy
Finish motherfuckers and it’s easy believe me
See me fear me don’t get fucking near me
Stockhomey Syndrome when domes fucking hear me
They start to cheer me despite the warnings
Soon enuff things gone wrong then they mourning
The loved ones snuffed like a catholic candle,
Mathlete’s mantles full of full sandals
Grime Minister, prime time sinister
Bottom line signer, big cheese administer-ing
Justice just us trust us to bust one
Burt with dessert feed you six feet of dust cuz…
(CHORUS 1)
I’m trash like that, smoke hash like that,
drop ash like that, I cop cash like that,
I dine and dash like that, in a flash like that,
I hide my stash like that, I party crash like that…
spud mash like that, rock the clash like that,
hulk smash like that, I fill the gash like that,
I dish and slash like that, I be the bash like that,
I rhyme rash like that, because I’m trash like that!
(V2.Fred)
Never not gifted, rob & shoplifted
Can’t remember never not conning, not grifting
Running in reverse & snatch your purse
Never see me coming like The Flash, you curse
Bratwurst for breakfast straight out the trash can
Thin & getting slimmer thinner & straight out of cash man
Home made of card board, bed made of hard floor
My pillow is some Brillo & my sheet is a rusty car door
& that’s not just because I’m “so damn tough”
I’m probably half nuts from all the propane huffed
Gas rags & stuff, glue bags and such
Look strange & gruff, loose change I clutch
Scoops dames that are drunk
& take em’ back to the collision yard
Another hardened hobo party
running train position guard
If the shoe fits the feet or the foot in the boot…
“Treat em like a prostitute”
(V3.Fred & Burt)
Lookie here 5-0 is sniffing round about the still night
Another dead hooker found down on the hillside
Boss drops a wad with a nod and a glare
Because they stay paid off, so the cops don’t care
Now it’s back to business, brash decisions
They whacked the witness, the Trash has risen
Incidentally took the fall, so I’m yelling fuck it all,
Because if it wasn’t for bad luck
I wouldn’t have no luck at all
bargain bin bumpers straight dropping thumpers
Best watch yer dumpers plumpers catching humpers
Janky like the matrix still hitting jumpers
Wrecked and effective still shaking rumpers
Chumps keep flossing, bling like a boss &
Don’t mean nuffin’ if you stuffed in a coffin
Shits sad yo yer flow needs some fluvox
Steezed by some geezers in a blue box
Cuz’ we Trash like that…
(CHORUS 2)
I’m Street Trash like that, I’ll beat your ass like that,
I’ll eat your cat like that, I beat the brat like that,
I’m talking shit like that, dropping hits like that,
Tab in lip like that, man, I trip like that,
Steal your bitch like that, until I ditch like that,
I wield spliffs like that, & shield my lips like that,
Skate & thrash like that, hate & bash like that,
Forever crass & that’s that, because I’m trash like that!
YA SLAGS!
(as if you didn’t say “I button mash like that”)
credits
from Street Trash in 3-D,
released July 17, 2023
“Burt”(Mach Spitz)Cory McCallum
“Fred”(Kabal)Kevin Theodoropolus
Philly rapper Wino Willy is back with a concept album that showcases his sharp rhyme styles & appearances from Maze Overlay & Fatboi Sharif. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 29, 2023
