I heard somebody say I'm not a king Let me remind them about the wickedest ting Got caught in the love trap, wickedest spling Now I run up on the stage with the wickedest spling I've got the wickedest rings But I don't really want them anymore I'm a definition of a [?] Any trying adapt snake boys, I've already got 'em If there wasn't a Wiley, wouldn't be a Dot Rotten But where's all the grime fans here? I've got 'em Watching East Enders, I saw Nick Cotton Laugh out loud and see how your favourite team escape bottom Can't even watch 'em, I read the paper 03 paper, call me the saviour I'm gonna stop 'em Some man run around with a [?] shots in your pocket And they can't shut 'em I work more than your average worker And I murk more than your average merker So I don't hype when I see man hyping Don't work enough, you're an average worker [x2] I just bad 'em up, bad 'em up Dance hall drag 'em up Some man leaving when your girl ain't had enough That's gonna result in you getting badded up Stay away from gyal that are madded up Uncle thinks he's rough, he's got a carrier for me Don't worry, we're here to make money A toilet in Australia's a [?] When I watch [?], saw your barrier World-wide barrier, might need a manager Got a music lawyer for the minute Because I wanna make money like Gerrard and Carragher Cold weather, man came through ballied up Wouldn't ever take another life, wouldn't tally up Now, back then I would've rallied up Learnt a couple of things in beef There's no winner, so I'd rather do this Get my money up I work more than your average worker And I murk more than your average merker So I don't hype when I see man hyping Don't work enough, you're an average worker [x2] I heard somebody say I'm not a king Let me remind them about the wickedest ting Got caught in the love trap, wickedest spling Now I run up on the stage with the wickedest spling I've got the wickedest rings But I don't really want them anymore I'm a definition of a [?] Any trying adapt snake boys, I've already got 'em If there wasn't a Wiley, wouldn't be a Dot Rotten But where's all the grime fans here? I've got 'em Watching East Enders, I saw Nick Cotton Laugh out loud and see how your favourite team escape bottom Can't even watch 'em, I read the paper 03 paper, call me the saviour I'm gonna stop 'em Some man run around with a [?] shots in your pocket And they can't shut 'em I work more than your average worker And I murk more than your average merker So I don't hype when I see man hyping Don't work enough, you're an average worker [x4]