Descripción de Spit U Out - Sean Burke:

[This song idea was inspired by often being grossed out by the constant spitting by professional sportmen in full view of television cameras. It made me think that there are a few people who need to be ejected in the same way... :) ] I should've done this a long time ago CHORUS Ghaaa phoo! I'll spit u out Ghaaa phoo! There ain't no doubt Ghaaa phoo! You can scream and shout 'Cos I'll spit you out Yo get out of my face you make me sick I've had it up to here with your tricks With your sad case you invade my space Best you get the hell outta my face Get more haste and speed before you bleed Back where you do your bottom feed You take the lead when it comes to pissin' me off This is one time I won't be goin' soft You just know how to get under my skin I wanna rip out your tongue and chuck it in a bin So you can stop talkin' all that crap Havin' you around is an energy sap Grab your bag and your cap ASAP Grab the doorknob and find your step Like a cocktail of mothballs and grout You leave a real bad taste in my mouth CHORUS I thought you were my boo but look what you do Sleepin' around and think I got no clue Mixin' up a stew with some other dude Swallowin' it like food, you ain't no good You're last bust filled me with disgust Now you're just a trick I can't trust You wanna kick up a fuss when I cuss 'Cos I feel like I've been hit by a bus How can I move on and get over it When some playa's been all up in your ovaries You're sorry but show no remorse Getting' rid of you is par for the course By force, hook or crook I'm gonna get rid of your skanky nook Thinkin' you can fix it by going down south You leave a bad taste in my mouth CHORUS That's disgusting... Ewww that's disgusting Take a look at you lookin' all raggedy Your style's so dead it's all maggoty With your rhymes and beats so last season When your album dropped it caused a lesion It's carries a disclaimer for good reason Now it's Exhibit A in your charge of rap treason So save yourself and start leavin' Quit the industry now and then we're even Bringin' shame to the hip-hop game When all you do is seekin' fame I heard you're lookin' for me to collaborate Wait up, this is somethin' you must corroborate If it's true then I got news for you You'll never hear my vocal track on cue Buyin' talent for your album with your money pouch You leave a bad taste in my mouth CHORUS