way for the S O V
I say first priorities, it just me At D's at about half three What you on? Quarter-pounder cheese? about me and Billyes
Now S O V, you S O V, can't S O V, just Whatever don't talk with mouth full
That's discussing me all publicity Even if not costing me You're still dashing my name the city
all good though Blup, blup publicity for White midget, a huh mine Somebody just dialed my
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 your credit filling it my style, you's you're not feeling it?
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, In one ear and it comes straight out the Repeating yourself like you are a for your mother like reh reh reh rah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, All your words in my are turning into clutter Repeating yourself you are a star for your mother like reh reh reh rah
Your people to classify me as an Eminem What hear? What I'm a different of specimen because 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 come into 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 I'm onto top the stars many Writing out more lines than Bur it will be like a victim of 20
Make them lick my off the floor That that's bad When I walked in the Release my metaphor O' Blimey
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, In one ear and it comes straight out the Repeating like you are a star Live for mother like reh reh reh rah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, All your words in my brain are turning into Repeating yourself like you are a Live for your mother reh reh reh rah
I know you know about me over your Sunday roast Or cheese on toast But when I found out talking It's all different you squawking
S O V, I said that S O V, you you ain't white S O V, I your track Well, what the f*** you want a pound in the bank?
I'm varying I'm soon to be best friends From best comes the next Blahbarian Let me only caring When you're preparing the new
Now everyday the wearing And oh God, I got posh people The rich, the poor, the snobs, the Oh, dear Blahbarians
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, In one ear and it comes straight out the Repeating like you are a star Live for your mother reh reh reh rah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, All your words in my are turning into clutter Repeating yourself you are a star Live for mother like reh reh reh rah