(Khaotic)
Shenanigans, I've been through hell and back again
That's why I deserve myself a girl like Helen Flanagan
Coz contemporary females are damn classless
Where did morals and sweethearts go like Anne Francis?
Nothing sweet about me so know you can't kill me
Fiery and impulsive not even Gabriella could Cilmi
I'm not running my mouth but I'm sitting scripting lyrics
But tell me Katie Hopkins doesn't look like a puppet from Spitting Image?
Strict and timid with a wicked image you fricking dimwits
Not an alcoholic but fucking well versed in lifting spirits
My rap's be mad, pass competition like a taxicab
Citizen's remain faithless so I feel like Maxi Jazz
Febrile seizures, evil lethal cerebral egotist
Ether litres, weakened speakers when people leak this shit
The explosive faction putting your posing flow's in traction
If I had my way there'd be no mic passing like Joseph Jackson motherfucker

(Sinister S)
I'm doing that sick shit
Got the talent of all the rappers that Badu has kids with
Thought I should lay dead now their eyes wide in amazement
Kicking down doors with a boot the same size as Waynehead’s
I make your whole house blackout like I was a Nazi dropping bombs
But your whole army’d up and gone before you had the chance to cotton on
Rapping garments got em on, true artist not a con
Don’t worry how can he cause harm it’s just a song
Well just know that I would never attack you without just cause
Yeah just cause I feel like it, fuck laws
Think you can defeat me well it’s not so hard
But you’d need the guy who hangs with Watson and Lestrade from Scotland Yard
Yeah I’m a nerd you should fear it coz I use words so serious
They can’t be touched like the Koran by my girl on her period
Don’t let your background dictate how you live life forever
Coz that means you’ve been fucked by your future like Ciara