All Hallows

[Verse]

I'm a psychologist's wet dream

Cocaine and ket fiend

Welcome to the Dead Team

Leave a bitch floating like she in the dead sea

Police will find GHB in her blood stream

I daydream about going mainstream

MTV Base, you can see me in HD

But my blaspheming gets deemed extreme

So I take ecstasy to raise my self-esteem

But these pills got me thirsty

Pills got me sweating like a nonce in a nursery

I smoke bless 'cause the good Lord cursed me

My weed got the same passport as Van Persie

You consign, you best reimburse me

Or Cy will put you in a hearse, no mercy

Firstly gotta let you know that

My blow might just affect you adversely

I got this young chick waiting for me at home

And she knows to only answer to me alone

And it's not 'cause I'm handsome, no

It's 'cause her parents ain't responded to the ransom note

Trying to fill up my hand with dough

'Cause I've still got plans you know

Might be dead, it won't stop me though

Reap what you sow

'Cause I'm a fucking necrophiliac

Dead chicks on deck, the blood's my aphrodisiac

I'm making snuff movies on my iPhone,

Lube and a Google Map, dude where's Siri at? (I'm right here)

You want food? I've got a myriad

The whole spectrum of colours for you if you feeling that

Brown sugar, white rocks, green leaves, red string, grey powder, anything

And a face that a lot of chicks fancy

Hoes on my dick 'cause I look like Banksy

I've got that white girl, Abigail Clancy

I'm wicked in the kitchen, call me chef Ramsay

I'm in the graveyard, no rubbers on me

About to rape a zombie in my grey Abercrombie

Got my Walkman, listening to Zombie,

Warming up on pictures of Chanelle Roundi

I get her on that dizz, not the Alizé

Her eyes looking like a bitch out an anime

I drug her and fuck her in the alleyway

I'm joking, the nurses won't let me out anyway

Restraining order came through today

Gotta stay a minimum fifty feet away

But Nigella don't think you're safe

CAS behave

I'm as English as Fruit And Barley

Or HP Sauce on your bacon sarni'

From a country where coke's no joke

Why the fuck do you think the Queen named her son Charlie?

Yeah we fucking party, middle fingers up like fuck the Torie Party

They're about as far right wing as Nani

So we start riots like we just lost the derby