Damn I'ma be old and dirty
Fat and bald by 30
And by 70 definitely cold and scurvy
Sinking my gums into life or anything as it comes
I think I've succumbed to the trick of thinking I'm young
It take a father of fourty
Make a pass at ya daughter
Tried to rap, spat my dentures in a glass of water
It's gonna be sad
Holding onto wannabe fads
But I ain't full of shit, nope
That's my colostomy bag

Rocking shows at retirement homes
This trendy geezer don't know went to quit
Like a smoker with emphysema
[I'll have amnesia]
Forgetting tracks when my thoughts are lame
It ain't a seizure
I'm body popping with my walking frame
Damned to be the last standing ain't no boundaries
'Ey yo Pegz, it's your shout for a round of tea
I'll have a breathing apparatus that I clip to my mic
And chrome rimmed wheel chair, singing this is for life

This is for life
This is the long term membership
This is for life
Dedicated to the penmanship
This is for life
Popping wheel chairs off the kerb
As the world turns a 33 and a third.
This is for life
This is the long term membership
This is for life
Dedicated to the penmanship
This is for life
Popping wheel chairs off the kerb
As the world turns a 33 and a third.

Yeah
Until I got false teeth, till my beard is grey
With a fat chain and gold plated hearing aid
Kids on the streets think I'm weird and strange
At the bowls club, old ladies cheer my name
This is for life
Making beats for my grand kids
Still using MPC's and samplings
Digging interstate for Aretha Franklin
With a honda jet pack and keys to my mansion
Keep the passion, dropping the promo
Fans in the front row popping a No-Doz
Suffa's got a comb over, rocking a Volvo
And still getting love like a pocket of mojo
Oh no, rocking at the RSL
Debris on the decks, spinning hard as hell
My man Pressure at the bar nearly passing out
With a security guard trying to calm him down
This is for life, brothers need to heed the lessons
Pegz and Hilltops bring the pre conceptions

[Ripping the microphone till i'm mother fucking 60]

This is for life
This is the long term membership
This is for life
Dedicated to the penmanship
This is for life
Popping wheel chairs off the kerb
As the world turns a 33 and a third.
This is for life
This is the long term membership
This is for life
Dedicated to the penmanship
This is for life
Popping wheel chairs off the kerb
As the world turns a 33 and a third.

Until I'm on a pension with dentures, I'm still gonna flip tracks
Till I'm popping Viagra like they're tic tacs
Until my teeth are in a glass on the widow pane
Its Suffa MC; the host of your bingo game
88 that's two fat ladies,
From 88, till I'm 88
Can't fade the grates
We'll still be hard rhymers
With Debris on the decks trying to crab with arthritis
We'll be old timers, cold rhymers with Alzheimers
We'll be bold blind as 50 year old coal miners
With a suit on, filling prescriptions with a coupon
Telling kids I used to hike with no shoes on
For 3 hours through the rain and snow
Just to make it to the clubs so we could claim the show
Till they drained the flow, from my piece with a catheter
I'll rap with a spectacular home grown vernacular

This is for life
This is the long term membership
This is for life
Dedicated to the penmanship
This is for life
Popping wheel chairs off the kerb
As the world turns a 33 and a third.
This is for life
This is the long term membership
This is for life
Dedicated to the penmanship
This is for life
Popping wheel chairs off the kerb
As the world turns a 33 and a third.

[Ripping the microphone till i'm mother fucking 60]


Lyrics submitted by Matty

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