| Life’s hard for me, pour me another drink
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| How come they never told us what we could become
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| Everything you’re doing I’ve already done
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| Polo balaclava, I’m one of one
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| Life’s hard for me, pour me another drink
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| How come they never told us what we could become
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| Everything you’re doing I’ve already done
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| Polo balaclava, I’m one of one
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| I stand out bare in a room full of artists like a life model
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| I don’t know how they’re still sleeping, the mind boggles
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| This right could make any guy wobble
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| If I put a bit of lean into it like a Sprite bottle
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| I’m the best, so what if I sound biased?
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| They don’t know what they’re in for like prisoners with Alzheimer’s
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| Go home and practice, dirty no-good bastard
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| At your service like I’m stood over your open casket
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| Iconic like Raekwon in a Snow Beach
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| I’m Tyson in his prime with his gold tooth gleaming
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| Smack 'em if they don’t learn like corporal punishment
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| It brings a whole new meaning to an old school beating
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| Woke up at dinner time, was at the pub for half two
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| Your old dear gave me a lap dance on a bar stool
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| Then it got stranger in the whip like a carpool
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| I say a lot of things 'cause they rhyme but they aren’t true
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| Life’s hard for me, pour me another drink
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| How come they never told us what we could become
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| Everything you’re doing I’ve already done
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| Polo balaclava, I’m one of one
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| Life’s hard for me, pour me another drink
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| How come they never told us what we could become
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| Everything you’re doing I’ve already done
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| Polo balaclava, I’m one of one
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| Yo, big bars got 'em panicking
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| They said I was going nowhere with this rapping thing
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| I’ve got fans in your city, my talent’s got me travelling
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| They don’t know where I’m going with this like I’m rambling
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| T’ump a man, hundred hand slap like I’m E Honda
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| Going over the top like Khabib after he beat Connor
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| Stuffed the coke up my nose
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| And drop kick a Jack Russell over a bungalow
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| If you’ve got no money, don’t approach me
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| I’ll do a verse for a rack like Lowkey
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| This is all facts, I don’t tell lies
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| Chop the end of my cock off to win a Nobel Prize
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| Fried up the placenta
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| Took a siesta
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| In the posh hacienda
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| With the sex cult I’m a long standing member with a long standing member
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| My name holds weight like a strongman contender
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| Life’s hard for me, pour me another drink
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| How come they never told us what we could become
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| Everything you’re doing I’ve already done
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| Polo balaclava, I’m one of one
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| Life’s hard for me, pour me another drink
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| How come they never told us what we could become
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| Everything you’re doing I’ve already done
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| Polo balaclava, I’m one of one |