[verse 1]
f** the beat
sh**s up the creek
Troubles coming tunnel deep
I wrote a whole album titled I don't like beef
On repeat ? something from across the street
Clocking (censored) like a dog on heat
Uglier than a stone Klingon with no bib on
Eating the horse I rode in on
Now ? got a steak missing from its leg
But it's better than a head on a bed
Cleverly said
Good things come to those who wait
So here's some crumbs on an otherwise empty plate
Safe mate, safe, wait, who you calling mate, mate?
There's a thin line between love and hate
And I urinate a higher percentage than that piss you drink
(well what's that got to do with it?)
You're stupid if you think (Oh..)
[Chorus]
I tried to get a job once but they were too suspicious
Like what sort of human is this
It's a brutal business
If only Dr Dre would do me mixes
My name would suit the Rich List laaaah
A bit blitzed eating shark fin and chips
Extinct spotted ham fish dish left to rot in the fridge
[verse 2]
Walking around like talk of the town
Rappers bite weak styles and they water them down
Chatting like the only words I know are swag and ice
Acting like don't want I don't relate to rocking a platinum chain
But that's not to say I don't want one (or two)
Plus some diamond encrusted teeth
That's a good f**ing week
There's a Cash Generators just up me street
I prefer to look discreet
I more than once had the fork get drunk or eat
And chose wisely a mug with a vodka in me mug
Least of me problems trying to get it together
Cos all I'm getting is more stress and bad weather
And f** a council tax letter
It's Tuesday morning and it's only 10 to 2
And without a Special Brew what the f** you meant to do
Like better luck next time
And then it clicked everything I just said rhymed
Then sh** I'm pretty good at this but
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