[Verse 1: Probe Mantis]
Splurge, contagion
Feels like the days of Reagan, Bush and Noriega
Tories, no Labour
Do us a favour, end user
You're not looking down the barrel of a shooter
Just a note attached to your hooter
Ride a taxi, highfaluter
Some youths make the drop on a scooter
Engaged, proverbial [?];
Socialite types, seduced by bright lights;
Ugly sisters sniffing the cistern lids stooped in piss
(God forbid they missed a bit)
Meanwhile a fiend [?] your place -
Scumbags still smoke the base
Entire villages are being displaced
Kidnap rings are in place
To fund this
Ho hum, have fun kids!
Don't ask why I take umbridge
I sound harsh, yeah that may be
But I see this arseholes sipping fair trade tea!
Septums erased by devour dust;
Faces look like Shane Macgowan does
Until it's lights out, like power cuts
Aspects: the rap gods empowered us
In your mirrors, I see cowardice
You rack it up and act like you're powerless
Why'd you think them blokes mugged your mum?
To get the funds to pay those who run d** and guns
[Hook]
Ugly
Ping! Pow! Boom!
Face. Ache. Face. Ache
Ugly
Ping! Pow! Boom!
Face. Ache. Face. Ache
[Verse 2: Bubber Loui]
Look who snuck back
Eyebrows plucked
Earlobes waxed like I give a f**
Nice strip of spray-tan down my a**-crack
Gucci [?], skinny jeans my nutsack
[?] like my brain, peaking out my ears
Hiding in the rain, never once shed a tear
Eyelash dyed, papparazz' befriended
Shouting out "Hoes!" cause my name was trending
Slang and the swagger [?] than the next man
Catch my real accent when I talk to me nan
See a girl dem flop wanna rock dem pow
Bust her in the head, she never answer back now
Plus the self-confidence, plus the inner pride
Be the bigger man now my crew get a ride
f** the fans, rules and stereotypes
I pick up the mic and believe my own hype
[Hook]
[Verse 3: El Eye]
I'm ugly
Damn right I'm ugly
You couldn't give a crackhead d** to f** me
Grown men grimace and women s** teeth
The birthing nurse mistook my face for bu*t cheeks
The first face ache in the case book
For men who only poke girls on Facebook
It's a disgrace the way my face look
I fell face-first from every tree they shook
Villagers follow with pitchforks and torches
Everywhere I go, doors swing on empty porches
I'm a toast of the party? Hardly!
They'd rather receive Biz Markie's car keys
Yo, I'm used the knock-backs
I serenaded Ann Widdecombe in a jock strap
And to be honest I was shocked I got slapped
Just another case of the kettle calling pot black
"What's that?!" all the kids scream
When my mask slips and my face is seen
It's obscene as a racist dream
Call Geoff Capes for my facelift, please!
I'm ugly like the truth is, stupid
And the truth is I make Ken Dodd look toothless
[The truth is]
I make Cupid useless
[The truth is]
I really don't give two sh**s
Cause I'm ugly
[Outro]
I am a ugly person
I am a very ugly person