Paroles de Arsey
Ladies and gentlemen, uhBack on my bullshit
Don't force it
It's-it's-it's live-o
Some people wanna fuck and party
Some people just want Versace
Want a Rolex and a Carti
I'm guilty as charged, and fucking nasty
Got money, but I ain't classy
I wish I could duck HMRC
I'd wish they would just walk on past
Without asking for half and getting arsey
Give it some but I don't give a shit
So you ain't missing none
You're in a pickle, son
Like tryna hum with a missing lung
I got a wicked tongue, it's just a bit of fun
I'm like a hit-and-run
You just run your gums, 'cause you're thick and dumb
You're at the apple tree tryna pick a plum
What you gonna do when the liquor's done?
It's not a pretty world, it's a fickle one
That's when I told my littlе one, "Listen, son
Some cunts just wanna see you undonе
I'm Black and British, living large
I put Britain first and I took us far
I'm like Nigel Farage in a foreign car
But I was raised in the gutter and I raised the bar
Should I pray to Jesus or pray to Jah?
Or praise the Lah'
Just pray I ain't in the Daily Star, they don't care who you are
It's a daily par, they don't care who you are
Some people wanna fuck and party
Some people just want Versace
Want a Rolex and a Carti
I'm guilty as charged, and fucking nasty
Got money, but I ain't classy
I wish I could duck HMRC
I'd wish they would just walk on past
Without asking for half and getting arsey
I'm not a champagne socialist
I'm a anti-social angry motorist
And I'm a vocalist
I'm just tryna make the most of this
I'm a emotionless chauvinist with no openness
I'm a hopeless bloke
Come on now, we've been over this
And I know you got a point, but I really don't know the focus is
So just open your throat and choke on this
I'm just joking, Miss
Do you know what a joker is?
Somebody who votes for the same kind of bloke the opponent is
You're in the home, you don't know who the owner is
Now what you know what a loner is
You feel lost, you don't know where the sauna is?
Can somebody tell me what Corona is?
I ain't tryna be political or critical
I'm just being analytical
And it's typical
Got the British bores screaming out Reform and it's miserable
While the ex-pats move to a next patch
Where they ain't gotta pay tax
Let the money roll in and just lay back
Now do I sound like a ignorant twat if I said that?
Some people wanna fuck and party
Some people just want Versace
Want a Rolex and a Carti
I'm guilty as charged, and fucking nasty
Got money, but I ain't classy
I wish I could duck HMRC
I'd wish they would just walk on past
Without asking for half and getting arsey
(Fuck off)
Want a Rolex and a Carti
I'm guilty as charged, and fucking nasty
Got money, but I ain't classy
I wish I could duck HMRC
I'd wish they would just walk on past
Without asking for half and getting arsey
Give it some but I don't give a shit
So you ain't missing none
You're in a pickle, son
Like tryna hum with a missing lung
I got a wicked tongue, it's just a bit of fun
I'm like a hit-and-run
You just run your gums, 'cause you're thick and dumb
You're at the apple tree tryna pick a plum
What you gonna do when the liquor's done?
It's not a pretty world, it's a fickle one
That's when I told my littlе one, "Listen, son
Some cunts just wanna see you undonе
I'm Black and British, living large
I put Britain first and I took us far
I'm like Nigel Farage in a foreign car
But I was raised in the gutter and I raised the bar
Should I pray to Jesus or pray to Jah?
Or praise the Lah'
Just pray I ain't in the Daily Star, they don't care who you are
It's a daily par, they don't care who you are
Some people wanna fuck and party
Some people just want Versace
Want a Rolex and a Carti
I'm guilty as charged, and fucking nasty
Got money, but I ain't classy
I wish I could duck HMRC
I'd wish they would just walk on past
Without asking for half and getting arsey
I'm not a champagne socialist
I'm a anti-social angry motorist
And I'm a vocalist
I'm just tryna make the most of this
I'm a emotionless chauvinist with no openness
I'm a hopeless bloke
Come on now, we've been over this
And I know you got a point, but I really don't know the focus is
So just open your throat and choke on this
I'm just joking, Miss
Do you know what a joker is?
Somebody who votes for the same kind of bloke the opponent is
You're in the home, you don't know who the owner is
Now what you know what a loner is
You feel lost, you don't know where the sauna is?
Can somebody tell me what Corona is?
I ain't tryna be political or critical
I'm just being analytical
And it's typical
Got the British bores screaming out Reform and it's miserable
While the ex-pats move to a next patch
Where they ain't gotta pay tax
Let the money roll in and just lay back
Now do I sound like a ignorant twat if I said that?
Some people wanna fuck and party
Some people just want Versace
Want a Rolex and a Carti
I'm guilty as charged, and fucking nasty
Got money, but I ain't classy
I wish I could duck HMRC
I'd wish they would just walk on past
Without asking for half and getting arsey
(Fuck off)
