Sleazy F Baby

WOKE UP SMELLING LIKE HENNY AND PIFF

IN BED WITH A BITCH

WHO SMELLS LIKE CIDER AND CIGS

WHEN AM INSIDE HER SHE SMILES LIKE A PIG

WHEN SHE’S RIDING MY DICK

IT’S MY WORLD

FUCK IT, LIFE IS MY BITCH

Ladies and ladies, welcome to the wonderful world of Sleazy F. Baby. 

The fuck you IRL and in real time, larger than life lover boy from Manchester, England is back.

FYI - This isn’t an introduction. 

As before, it’s a celebration every time Sleazy touches mic. He hasn’t been MIA, he’s been in the studio. 

A lightbulb moment after a chance encounter with Dirty Dike. It’s a match made in heaven when these two are in the same room.

Fast forward a few and the finishing touches to Sleazy’s new album are finally in place.

Born out of conversations 99% of the time, and completely uncensored as a result, Sleazy doesn’t just write songs, he narrates deep dives into the farthest reaches of his psyche. The music is motivated by two key objectives that have never and will never change. One, TO FUCK SHIT UP; not a single stone left unturned on Sleazy’s quest to butter every slice of the loaf on both sides, and two, to shun and avoid all method in the madness, and in turn, keep it 100% unfiltered, 100% real and truly as outlandish as it gets.

Dress it up in however you like, at the end of the day, Sleazy is just doing Sleazy…

“It’s all real. If it captures the ugly side of life then so be it. The good, the bad and the nasty. I never wanted to make beats, film, none of that, I rap. You will hear it in every song I put out and see it in every performance. It’s what I do.”