I'm as mean as a Jew

Defecate faces after reading the news

Catch me in your town centre needing a poo

Coz I'm just here to spit my bars and graffiti the loo's

This joint is the sickest remedy

I just want a bag of sheep for a bit of feta cheese

British no matter what the skin complexion be

The passport is real, but never been to Tel Aviv

Tearing up the green card from the rizla packet

Doing Fine art when I'm stoned like a lithographic

Emcees hit the spliff then become a bit dramatic

That's not rap that's cinematic and your crew's aristocratic

I'm just smoking pot and mingling

As the smoke inside the hot box is lingering

With this attention deficit I should maybe pop a Ritalin

Like sorry mate what was that again I wasn't listening

Judgement is soon imminent

Yet I prepare to fail, and do brilliant

Homer if he was a stoner, the true idiot

Loner with a flow colder, recluse literate

Drunk wigga wid a skunk bifta

I'm not rich but at least I'm not a bum licker

Want war then come tither

I dance with the skeletons from your closet just to fuck wit cha

Shit been stretched like a milky texture

Even if I lose a battle they could kill me never

I'm a filthy bredda smoother than some silky leather

With them dirty habits that have always been a guilty pleasure

Scruffy dad to a lovely lad

Used to be an ugly tramp and a chubby twat

I don't have a money stash made from my mummy's cash

But I get the win if I try like a Rugby match

I'm just another avid marijuana smoker

Holding stolen goods in my yard and motor

It's sketchy when you're hoarding and you aren't the owner

I've seen more possession than Barcelona

Tuck ya tails when Nathones about

It ain't about getting shift for eight hundred pound

Every summer catch my face coloured brown

No one is above the law so we remain underground

Never get it handed on a plate honestly

Coz I hate properly and break crockery

Fire starter but this ain't prodigy

My pen been magic from the start, space Odyssey

My spirit knows that even if I died or flopped

I lived my god given right with the life I lost

Coz the mind and the soul are aligned and crossed

So its never nothing new to think outside the box

My face is bait, the scavenger

Who can spit sick bars to an amazing calibre

I bet every other person wanna hate this character

Coz I spray on camera like Jamie Carragher

I came along way since that dead EP

But still that arsehole talking shit when I get cheeky

Producers keep working on them mp3's

They bang the drum coz they tapped like an MPC

Guilty. about The Narcotics I misuse

Till I remember that my mind and body is in tune

Smoke myself stupid yet constantly improve

Chonging a big zoot gettin cognitive issues

Been about, what's history to a dinosaur

Got em playing to that damn tune when I strike a chord

I just wanna leave this mark behind for sure

Coz it's true when they say art is long and life is short