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I say priorities, it just cost me At Maccy D's at half three What you on? Quarter-pounder cheese? Chatting about me and
Now S O V, you S O V, can't S O V, just Whatever don't talk with your mouth
That's alright me all publicity Even if it's not me You're still my name around the city
all good though Blup, blup publicity for White midget, a huh fright Somebody just my digits
Is it for man? Is it? Ha, for the way you use your credit
If you go say I'm Well, if I'm nobody then why are you me? You drained credit that's filling it While my style, you're not feeling it?
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, In one ear and it comes out the other Repeating yourself like you are a Live for mother like reh reh reh rah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, All your words in my brain are into clutter Repeating yourself you are a star Live for your like reh reh reh rah
people want to classify me as an Eminem What hear? What I'm a kind of specimen Just I be a white Caucasian Doesn't mean me and him are the
one I'm not American, two I'm not a man Three I into with a different kind of plan Setting the facts straight 'cause I that I can it ever wait 'cause I do the ultravan?
Categories I don't fit any Why? I'm top the stars many Writing out more than Bur berry Then it be like a victim of 20
Make them lick my off the floor That that's bad When I walked in the my metaphor like O' Blimey
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, In one ear and it straight out the other Repeating yourself like you are a Live for your like reh reh reh rah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, All your words in my brain are turning into yourself like you are a star Live for mother like reh reh reh rah
I know you know most about me over Sunday roast Or cheese on toast But when I out you're talking It's all different you start
S O V, I never said S O V, you know you ain't S O V, I love track Well, what the you want b**** a pound in the bank?
I'm varying 'cause I'm to be best friends From best comes the next Blahbarian Let me only caring When preparing the new rhythm
Now everyday the kids And oh God, I got people swearing The rich, the poor, the snobs, the Oh, dear Blahbarians
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, In one ear and it comes out the other Repeating yourself like you are a for your mother like reh reh reh rah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, All your in my brain are turning into clutter Repeating like you are a star for your mother like reh reh reh rah