[Ogmios]
Yo, greetings, greetings, greetings, greetings, greetings
Greetings to you
It's good to chat
Did you know Matter is bald, keep it under your hat
Nah bruv, keep it under your had
Because there's good bald, and there's bad bald
And I don't even really know what that's called
But it's cool, but this has to stop
'Cos are you realy one of us or not?
Are you ashamed of hair that you haven't got?
But you need to end this lie
You can't wear a hat for the rest of your life
Listen, there's more than three seconds of light
But together, we can let it shine
It'll be a splendid sight
Let it breathe, let it see the light
Don't fight, I know Tekken 5
Alright bruv, it's cool
It's cool, it's cool don't get all autistic on me bruv
'Cos you can't Matter, he's not a conscious rapper
He's a nonsense chatter, a construct, a blagger
Same old flow and basic jokes
Against Fredo - racist jokes
Against The Saurus - face jokes
Against Pamflit - gay jokes
Against every man it's gay jokes
Calling everybody a f*ggot doesn't make you seem more straight
It just makes you seem even more fake
Like today, if you'd seen Two-Can you'd probably dap him up and say 'respect'
And then turn around and whisper 'f*ggot', under your breath
'Cos you're a spineless hater, that can't back what you said
You're as real as that mic tattooed on the back of your neck
And the only thing illustrated when that ink seeped
Is your love for the culture is only skin deep
So how is this guy reckoned to be a title contender?
He's just got a nice record - vinyl collector
If I was the selector, you wouldn't get a sniff
I'd be telling the director I'm editing a script
With a Sopranos twist, just to dead this character
'Cos after Tony k**s Chris, that's then end of the Matter
I'll save you from a life of being a crackhead in the ghetto
Or I'll k** you, and expose your baldness like Ralphy Cifaretto
Okay, you can be Tony, Blundetto
The one that got shot if you follow the story
I'm saying you'll never get that top spot, you'll always do poorly
And you'd be right, Eurgh if you said, 'Sorry Mark
We need something a bit more exciting for this story, Ark
And I'm sorry, Mark, cos your stock's dropping fast
I'm leap frogging past
You'll be forgotten - past
That washed up fart that nobody casts
Since Oggy last put you in a body cast
And don't get stroppy Mark
This is London bruv
We start the riots you just copy us