CITIZEN KANE

Oi Oi Jackie Boy C'mon, Jackie Boy! C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, liven up mate, c'mon! Nah, you're not still moping about are ya? I'm in the Nelson, you coming down here or what? Been on it for days Poking the baccy back into the spliff with the tip of my lace This gaff is a maze I'm like a rat for the cheddar As soon as I get it, I'll get the fuck outta this place Can't deal with the city It smell like somebody died in it and nobody's phased I want a gaff in the country Where all of the locals would love just to spit in my face What can I say? I been a bollocks since I can remember, it's not gonna change Mammy she always believed me Called me a demon But knew I was made for the stage Can't help that you're jealous That all of my fellas been living the dream as of late I coulda stayed in the deli But they wouldn't gimme a lend of the minimum wage Who you been speaking to? Who you been talking to? Where did you get all that info? It's fake I hear the gossip, I open my wallet I welcome the traffic that comes to the page I got the talent, the hustle, the vision, the muscle I triple the cash in the bank All of your videos look like a talent show All of my shit looks like Citizen Kane White women on the porcelain Each of them has got endorsements Lost a couple endorphins I been Power Ranger mighty morphin' Crew assemble, let the sword swing Man, the guillotine was gettin' boring I been choppin' heads, making orphans Killin' everybody of importance And it's not gonna stop Hit the stage with a bucket and mop Cleaning up like I'm here on the clock Up to my neck in the shit that they talk Yop Bike used to come with the shox Used to pick of the dole up by the shops Reality check had to pull up the socks I bet on myself and I doubled the pot Pussy, and what? They couldn't keep little Jack in the box They used to laugh at me busking on Grafton Street Now I got the life I know that they want They gave me a little, I wanted a lot They couldn't see it, I told 'em just watch Call me prophetic I gave up a lot just to get it so fuck it, I stunt and I flaunt Cos' Now, I'm gettin' slop top On my days off Told her she can quit the day job I'm not cut from what they're made of Took my own route and it paid off Fuck slowing down, I'mma take off Hot box while we're watching Bake Off Dishin' handshakes like a mob boss That, hmm, Paul Hollywood smile Mary Berry, that's the style Money stack up like a pile I'm countin' it It's gonna take me a while Me? King of the Emerald Isle You? Hit me? Ya missed by a mile You're back at home tryna sell out a show While I'm out in Paris like I'm Desiny's Child (famous) How could he be so shameless? I heard your tape and man it's anus Why ya sound like Johnny Vegas? Johnny Bravo couldn't save ya Doing pills, I'm out the matrix You just say shit just to say shit Nah you just say shit just to say shit I'm not like that, I don't back track If I talk shit, then I back that Put your Ma's gaff in the Sat Nav Do a wee wee, make her wah-wah I go ha ha ha ha ha ha Dumb fuck, you get laughed at In my lab coat You're a lab rat Should have never let me outta Cabra Fuck 'em Hello?