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alright discussing me It's all Even if it's not me You're still dashing my name around the
all good though Blup, blup for free midget, a huh mine fright Somebody dialed my digits
Is it for your Is it? Ha, for the way you use your credit
If you go say I'm Well, if I'm then why are you ringing me? You drained your credit that's it While my style, you're not feeling it?
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, In one ear and it comes out the other yourself like you are a star Live for your like reh reh reh rah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, All your words in my brain are turning into Repeating like 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 Just because I be a Caucasian mean me and him are the same
one I'm not American, two I'm not a man Three I come into with a kind of plan Setting the facts straight 'cause I know I can Will it ever 'cause I do the ultravan?
Categories I don't fit any Why? I'm onto top the many out more lines than Bur berry Then it will be a victim of 20
Make lick my saliva off the floor That that's bad When I in the door Release my metaphor O' Blimey
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 brain are turning into Repeating yourself you are a star Live for mother like reh reh reh rah
I know you know most me over your Sunday roast Or mid-morning cheese on But when I out you're talking It's all you start squawking
S O V, I said that S O V, you know you white S O V, I your track Well, what the f*** you b**** a pound in the bank?
I'm 'cause I'm soon to be best friends From best friends comes the Blahbarian Let me start caring you're preparing the new rhythm
Now everyday the kids And oh God, I got posh people The rich, the poor, the snobs, the Oh, Blahbarians galore
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, In one ear and it straight out the other yourself like you are a star Live for mother like reh reh reh rah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, All words in my brain are turning into clutter Repeating like you are a star Live for your mother reh reh reh rah