"Oi Oi, Jackie Boy"

"C’mon, Jackie Boy!"

"C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, liven up mate, c’mon!"

"Nah, you’re not still moping about are ya?" (Ayy)

"I’m in the Nelson, you coming down here or what?"

Been on it for days

Poking the baccy back into the spliff with the tip of my lace

This gaff is a maze

I’m like a rat for the cheddar

As soon as I get it, I’ll get the fuck outta this place

Can’t deal with the city

It smell like somebody died in it and nobody’s phased

I want a gaff in the country

Where all of the locals would love just to spit in my face

What can I say?

I been a bollocks since I can remember, it’s not gonna change

Mammy she always beliеved me

Called mе a demon

But knew I was made for the stage

Can’t help that you’re jealous

That all of my fellas been living the dream as of late

I coulda stayed in the deli

But they wouldn’t gimme a lend of the minimum wage

Who you been speaking to?

Who you been talking to?

Where did you get all that info?

It’s fake

I hear the gossip, I open my wallet

I welcome the traffic that comes to the page

I got the talent, the hustle, the vision, the muscle, I triple the cash in the bank

All of your videos look like a talent show, all of my shit looks like Citizen Kane

White women on the porcelain

Each of them has got endorsements

Lost a couple endorphins

I been Power Ranger mighty morphin’

Crew assemble, let the sword swing

Man, the guillotine was gettin’ boring

I been choppin’ heads, making orphans

Killin’ everybody of importance

And it’s not gonna stop

Hit the stage with a bucket and mop

Cleaning up like I’m here on the clock

I'm up to my neck in the shit that they talk
, Yop

Bike used to come with the shox

Used to pick of the dole up by the shops

Reality check had to pull up the socks

I bet on myself and I doubled the pot

Pussy, and what?

They couldn’t keep little Jack in the box

They used to laugh at me busking on Grafton Street

Now I got the life I know that they want

They gave me a little, I wanted a lot

They couldn’t see it, I told ‘em just watch

Call me prophetic

I gave up a lot just to get it so fuck it, I stunt and I flaunt

Cos'

Now, I’m gettin’ slop top on my days off

Told her she can quit the day job

I’m not cut from what they’re made of

Took my own route and it paid off

Fuck slowing down, I’mma take off

Hot box while we’re watching 'Bake Off

Dishin’ handshakes like a mob boss

That, hmm, Paul Hollywood smile

Mary Berry, that’s the style

Money stack up like a pile

I’m countin’ it, it’s gonna take me a while

Me? 
King of the Emerald Isle

You? hit me? Ya missed by a mile

You’re back at home tryna sell out a show

While I’m out in Paris like I’m Destiny’s Child (famous)

How could he be so shameless?

I heard your tape and man it’s anus

Why ya sound like Johnny Vegas?

Johnny Bravo couldn’t save ya

Doing pills, I’m out the matrix

You just say shit just to say shit

Nah you just say shit just to say shit

I’m not like that, I don’t back track

If I talk shit, then I back that

Put your Ma’s gaff in the Sat Nav

Do a wee wee, make her wah-wah

I go ha ha ha ha ha ha

Dumb fuck, you get laughed at

In my lab coat

You’re a lab rat

Should have never let me outta Cabra

Fuck ‘em

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