Hansel And Gretel ft. Triple A Lyrics

Listen we've been tripping through the woods all day

What would you say

If we went into that house and asked them could we stay

Cause I'm not in the mood to be stood here mate

We ain't really had no food since eight

Yeah

That's cause Dad ain't even cooked since May

Now that bitch kicked us out

I told you we'd never find the route this way

Instead of dropping all them breadcrumbs

We should of eaten em look it's late

There's no reason why we should delay

What's the worst that can happen Hans?

No one answers

So go and knock on the door then don't be shook you gay

Sweet surroundings are these all for me

We can have them all if we wanted

Sweet surroundings but somethings wrong here

Shall we go cause we don't belong here

Ah! Hello little kids they call me the witch

Come on in my dears have a piece of this

I sell all kinds of sweets here have three you'll flip take a seat that's it

Hansel and Gretel unusual names

Eat one of these cookies and you'll feel a change

Come dance with the devil and walk through the flames

I've got special treats for you all on display

And I get shipments frequently To alter your frequency

Eat them up greedily

Sort of indecently order them easily

Skipping through the house fully tripping now

Getting kind of para listen bruv where's the witch can you listen out

I can see kids in shrouds what's this shit about

Looking at a ground full of hidden clouds

Everything's a little loud

Trying a hide it's a bit of a mazza plus

Those weren't the type of cookies you can get in an Asda

And she's given us half the

Bag I think we should stab her

Oh shit I've lost Hans is the witch a kidnapper

I can hear her tryinga chant it's some mystical mantra

I miss my brother and all his ridiculous banter

If she's hurt him then I'm gonna flipping attack her

Where's he hidden lets grab the

Crowbar there up off the table and I'll stick to the chapter

Shit he's locked in a cage

I can't handle this stuff

Grab the bar and twist the handles right up

Till the padlock is bust

That witch is a part of a cannibal cult

So you better stand up

This ain't the time to be amateur bruv

Well I am off my nut

You can smell that Canada skunk

I seen bags of this stuff

Lets go gather it up

We can have all the drugs

Or as much as we can carry at once

Yeah to her spells I'm impervious

Now the drugs wore off with the nervousness

So she got us both stoned that's the worst of this

I'm a slay that bitch like I was Perseus

What shall we do should we hit her with bricks?

Kick in the ribs?

Trip her with liquorice whips?

We can do this as long as we stick to the script

And we'll show her we ain't ignorant kids

Yeah let's finish the bitch

Alright bro I got her just watch her go in

Shut the door

Eurgh look at her melting and moaning

It's burning her clothing

She certainly won't bring any more children here

Pretty soon she'll have no skin

Lets get out of this house cause we're burning the whole thing

Grab the cash and drugs plus a purse for them gold rings

We're sorted now bro

We deserve to be owning

All the finer things in life the alternatives so grim

Sweets for my sweet

Sugar for my honey

Your filthy kiss

Thrills me so