| Turn of the mic and my headphones please
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| Cos I’m about to tear this shit up
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| I’ll stab you in the eye yo, with a fucking biro
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| The same fucking biro you just used to sign your giro
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| You fucking wino don’t fucking cross my line yo
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| I’ll hit you so hard your arse will hit the floor in Cairo
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| I know how to take your life and make you die yo
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| So watch your fucking step and where you place your fucking eyes bro
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| I fight loads heavy though I look like a light load I bite bro
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| I won’t sink my teeth into you twice but thrice bro
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| It ain’t nice bro like when you got lice bro
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| I’m ice cold, like a mother fucking ice pole
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| Don’t make me tell you twice bro
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| Live-o, I’m live-o
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| Sideshow, I’m phsyco
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| Bad, but not in the same way as Michael
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| I’m archetypal shameless like that guy from Grand Disciple’s
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| Hi all my names Ben like Nigel
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| I’m sick enough to start shit and hit hard
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| Like I spit bars pick up a dart and stab you in your eyeball
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| When I ride mics I ride them on my lonesome
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| The best thing since sliced bread my lyrics them are wholesome
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| I don’t need no-one else when I rap
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| Taking up room on my track, if they ain’t good to me
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| That’s no good to me
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| I don’t no need nobody
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| (That's no good to me.)
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| Don’t need no-one
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| That’s no good to me
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| That’s no good to me
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| I don’t no need nobody
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| (That's no good to me.)
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| Don’t need no-one
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| That’s no good to me
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| I’ll never stop rhyming, like
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| I ain’t the silent type
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| I’m the violent type
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| With a vicious bite like Iron Mike’s
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| Fuck the Isle of Wight — could never live the quiet life
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| I’m too used to drunken nights that end in fights and ultraviolet lights
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| So pass me a glass of ice and fill it up with liquor
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| Make sure you make it a double so I get drunk quicker
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| Only drink spirits, don’t give a fuck about my liver;
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| The only reason I don’t drink pints is cause I’m trying to watch my figure
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| I’m an angry little man with a plan who just don’t give a damn
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| Pissed at God cause he won’t make my dick bigger
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| Am I real or am I just a thick wigger?
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| Fuck what you think, I’ll still smoke you like a cigger'
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| Watch cats cotch back, cock back, pull the trigger
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| Trigger, Pow!
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| I’m too sick to give a shit about mans who want to see me down and out man
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| I’m stirring up bare shit without a doubt man
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| I’m representing rap like it’s supposed to be:
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| Spit bars so harsh you can’t cope with me
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| That’s how its supposed to be you can’t cope with B
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| That’s no good to me
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| I don’t no need nobody
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| (That's no good to me.)
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| Don’t need no-one
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| That’s no good to me
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| That’s no good to me
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| I don’t no need nobody
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| (That's no good to me.)
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| Don’t need no-one
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| That’s no good to me
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| (That's no good to me.)
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| I’m real sick of hearing these pricks talk shit
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| Just cause they roll with a clique think they won’t get their throats slit
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| I make blood drip
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| Every lyric I spit Leaving MCs deader than the skin on my dick (Oh shit!)
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| That’s why I laugh when they start talking out their arse
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| About how this phase will pass quote ''Plan B will never last''
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| That’s why I chuckle when they get signed then they buckle
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| Cause they can’t take the pressure never the less I still laugh
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| Believe I ain’t no quitter
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| Nor would I be bitter if my label dropped me I’d just go on sicker
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| Change my name to Kunt with a capital K
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| Like kids today I’ll just spray abuse in your fucking face
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| Like a fat kid who’s had no lunch
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| Throw a punch, make your nose crunch and your lip bust
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| So blood shines off your lips boss like you were wearing lip gloss
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| I shit not I’m a one man clan, one man band
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| Just gi’mme one mic and one mic stand
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| One guitar for me to strum with my right hand
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| The same right hand that’ll pick up a knife and start to slice mans
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| Make them die a painful death such as a slow one, cause I don’t need no-one
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| (That's no good to me.)
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| And that’s the way of it
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| Although I’m only spraying shit just for the sake of saying it
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| So you know I don’t play and shit
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| I’m thinking dark thoughts everyday and shit
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| Now what’s my fucking name?
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| Da da da ding da da da ding ding ding my name’s Plan B and I rap 'n' sing sing
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| sing
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| Da da da ding da da da ding ding ding my name’s Plan B and I rap 'n' sing sing
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| sing
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| Da da da ding da da da ding ding ding my name’s Plan B and I rap 'n' sing sing
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| sing
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| Da da da ding da da da ding ding ding my name’s Plan B
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| Yeah, no good
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| That’s no good to me
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| I don’t no need nobody
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| (That's no good to me.)
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| Don’t need no-one
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| That’s no good to me
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| (That's no good to me.)
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| That’s no good to me
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| I don’t no need nobody
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| (That's no good to me.)
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| Don’t need no-one
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| That’s no good to me
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| (That's no good to me.)
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| That’s no good to me
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| I don’t no need nobody
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| Don’t need no-one
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| That’s no good to me. |
| That's no good to me
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| I don’t no need nobody
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| Don’t need no-one
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| That’s no good to me
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| To me
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| To me
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| No, no, no
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| That’s no good
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| To me
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| No good
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| Yeah |