Must be genetical – fucked up creation
Like you’re descended from a hypothetical situation
Don’t think your father fucked your mother’s fat laceration
Cos’ her temptation – your downfall – was her lasting damnation
In laymen she fucked your old man – a punter while she was secretly gamin’
So in actual fact your not English – your half fuckin’ Asian
Its amazing all the shit she’s been fakin
Gonna catch up now, the hatin, the sheer desperation
Can’t wait to see the devastation and blatant destruction
From the instant introduction from a clientele seduction
From what ever be the outcome of your genetic reproduction
My presumption – like a bombshell on your mythical reality
Think of it as ammo more vocal bullets to battle me
Although how, I don’t know when mine defy gravity
- You be - lucky to graduate, more like to your local magistrate
Gonna Eradicate, annihilate, uncomplicated, inactivate
you can’t innovate, exuberate, exasperate,
gonna end up expelled thrown through the Iron Gate
The last sounds you’ll hear is the bang of the hammer and - ‘incarcerate’