I drink kegs til I'm legless
Becks for breakfast
I'm restless
Flow is relentless
An arsonist
Spark up the hedges
Stick figure only get half of my veg's
The fact is I'm as thin as a match is
Your ears have pricked up
Wondering what the catch is
I'm cracking out my shell like an egg when it hatches
Cos I've reached the edge and edged backwards
Back flipping off cliffs in pitch blackness
In torn wing suits and lead boots attached it's
Saint Patrick's paint your town red
When I'm landing
Back by unpopular demand
It's the phantom
Smash heads like Bam Bam in a tantrum
Cos bang bang is my anthem
Hold the phone pass the Absolut
Pack the zoot with blueberries and passion fruits

Yo play the game or get played
Remain the same or make change
You choose who lose or win
Who's who
The truth looms within (x2)

As sure as the sun sets in the west
Real Life Drama remains on the crest
I found a beat in wise owls nest
I decided to speak and excrete off my chest
I've talked shit since the days in the crèche
Nothing spesh
Expect fuck all and take less
Break bread with those that give back
Spit cack and kick back like kick starts
I love been broke and described as scum
Cash the fans cash I'm still lacking funds
No spondoolies I hold no wonga
This time next year I'll still be a plonker
If I see booty I loot and grab a fistful
I steal my wealth like the Count of Monte Cristo
Until then I be lounging about scrounging
No prospects no job and no housing

Yo play the game or get played
Remain the same or make change
You choose who lose or win
Who's who
The truth looms within (x2)