[Verse 1: ZEROTHEGHOST]

Never catch me at no function

Where them pakis be frontin

Got a double exhaust on the rental

Only thing they own was the motherfucking petrol

Yeah, you wanna act so righteous

Don’t come at me, show that love to your wifey

Don’t look at me at the Palestine protest

When you say fuck all about Bangladesh

Children bleeding on the concrete

Did you really care when it happened on your own street?

Boycott Maccies and boycott these pakis

And boycott these crackеrs who think they defending mе

But its South Asian Heritage Month

Was I meant to give a fuck?

Represented by some Oxbridge Indian prep kids

The same type who sold the land straight to the English

[Verse 2: ZEROTHEGHOST]

Too many man wanna throw hands at

Girls and kids to make themselves feel big and

Then they run hide behind they mum like “Kya Baht Betah?"

Auntie, he a pathetic little beta

Akhi, I’m proud to be your hater

Paki, I know you all about your paper

From 925 you suck Charles and James

Shabash Beta, a gorah got your brains

Yeah yeah I always commit with no gimmicks

These weak men thinking I’m up here for giggles

No shit - never speak up or stand up for women

Threatened by their weak pussy ass little image

Khalas, why u talkin? Nobody asked

For you to chat all that Bakwass

All you do is chat all that Bakwas

Khalas on all that B-

So you call yourself Muslim

Why your daughter carry spoons through to customs?

Force married to some paki with some problems

If she run, it's honour killing on a manhunt

Now she mentally broken

Every one of their babies is an orphan

Word on the street was the issue was his missus

Don't you feel for the father?

What a Bechara

[Verse 3: ZEROTHEGHOST]

Sixteen candles blew em out til it burnt me

Paki with an attitude, life did me dirty, I could not

Escape what my fate had knocking on my door, it got me up early

And faced the facts I was built different for journeys I carry firmly

I saw doors closed on orphans, doors open to rapists

Crackers, Racists, Bailiffs, Pakis switching after payslips

Social service, false assault cases from some white bitches

Pedos throwing stones at the home, ops bell the feds

Police attacked me first, then called back up defence

But they never saw the Shottas, offers, crime options

Credit card scams and what we had to do for survival

Evidence til proven guilty, a paki ain’t libel

I ain’t lying tho

I was born in it

Born different, born witness

Born living - semi-automatic

Ghost whispering

I caught em all, PTSD, ADHD, and Bipolar

One hour I’m bored next I’ll switch on you with the revolver

Or worse I might spill every one of your so called secrets

Like father like son like dirty little perverts

Turn the fire up in Jahannam you deserve it for what you did

And I hope that it haunts you every day that you live Motherfucker

Ghost