I just got my own style, that's why i'm on my own while
The rest of you het busy suckin cocks and goin' wild
I'm sorry, what the fuck is this proposition you makin
Honest, this isn't fakin, you're a pompous bitch and i hate it!
Try and guess who it was aimed at, i'm not gonna give any hints
It's getting thin, my patience i've just glitched yet again
Just get it in, before i go nuts on you with a CD to sell
We see you swell when i do this, cause you can jip me, please! Oh well
Go into Bargain Booze for me and buy me a pint of guiness
And i'll do you a little rap and take you back to my beginnings
Yeah i can rhyme, i fucking cuss and swear cause i like
To do it, to be honest, could i care what you might
Think about it? No exactly, don't explain it for me
Let's say it's boring, you'd still jip till there'd be none left to call gay for boredom!
Fuck this, go suck tits till your face is full of cum, bitch
I'm done, it's sickening, i makin no sense so come quick!
[Chorus X2]
Stop me rapping cause i'm gonna get my head blocked with yapping
And lose everybody i know for being a yob that's crap an'
Having to ignore everybody when i'm trotting past 'em
Honest bastards, stop moaning about it and just fuckin stop me rapping!
Beats from the net, i fuckin see what you get
In your mind judging from your laughter when you hear it, not yet!
Fuck this bullshit, my luck is all split
Maybe i should stop just because of what you just can call it
Who could of predicted i would get over my hatred of people
Pray and just weep all night hoping one day i could see all
You people who insulted me and told me i shouldn't rap
I would get all pissed off and just coldly stutter back
About why should i? But i can't justify it
This joke is a river, and jipped? Those who have have sucked it dryest!
I go on on the record how i just say fuck if you dress it
Into an insult, but i really just run out of luck and forget it
Cause sometimes i don't know anymore, so go with a whore
To the canal and see me walking alone and throw me in water
So it means war, and i just feel cold and clean, warm?
Nah, hey look at the bottom, i found gold, i see more!
[Chorus X2]
Stop me rapping cause i'm gonna get my head blocked with yapping
And lose everybody i know for being a yob that's crap an'
Having to ignore everybody when i'm trotting past 'em
Honest bastards, stop moaning about it and just fuckin stop me rapping!
Shit i just wrote the shit if you gonna take it to heart
Then be a gay and a fart, and fuckin hate me and smartly
Use your brain to think of things to say to just piss me off more
Till i act like a bitch and yob, whore, who needs to get a job or
At least stop wasting his money on microphones to say into funny
Shitty things, thinks he can rap but he's just gay and would bum me!
That's what some people think, i'm gettin tired of this shit
I won't survive cause with this, when i'm 18 the fire'll just dim
I'll put down the pen go get a shit job do the eye and frown again
And think back to DIDA with Hoppo and times i'd clown around with Ben
But i'm gettin nostalgic, cause people said i wouldn't make it with rap
Your words almost strip me naked in fact, you make me feel like i always say this shit crap!
Want me to do the variety show on a live performance?
It'd feel like i was born again but in the process broke my mother's spinal cord an'
Ruined her life, well more like ended her life
And to end on a note, i'm not gay cause i go to Trentham alright?
[Chorus X2]
Stop me rapping cause i'm gonna get my head blocked with yapping
And lose everybody i know for being a yob that's crap an'
Having to ignore everybody when i'm trotting past 'em
Honest bastards, stop moaning about it and just fuckin stop me rapping!
Come stop me, before it's too late!