[Intro: Plan B]
Yeah, I'm back, it's my time again you motherf**ers, you best listen up yeah, f**ing c*nts
[Verse 1: Plan B]
I break a bottle over some boys head
Stab a broken piece into the poor c*nt's leg
I leave him in an alley screaming and bleeding to d**h
Run away laughing my head off
As I leave him for dead
What do I care?
It's not like I'm gonna get caught, Anyways
k**ing ain't a crime; it's a f**ing blood sport
And I'm about have to notch up as many points as possible
Show the kids on my estate that I'm unstoppable
'Cause in my world respect is the only thing that matters
If I ain't gettin' enough
Someone weak enough for me to beat is getting battered
Your self-esteem's getting shattered
Into tiny little fragments on the floor it's scattered
What can I say?
Life ain't fair
But I don't care
Cos I'm untouchable like Eliott Ness
I tie a bandana round my head like Rambo
Shoot you on your f**ing doorstep like Jill Dando
[Hook: Willy Mason]
Why won't you listen when I speak
You don't belong where the humans eat
[Verse 2: Plan B]
Even when I got cash in my pocket I ponce
Have it, all for free
Anything that I want
Now I smoke all your weed, get right of my bonce
Never repaid the favour back not even once
'Cause I cat like a jack on roll
I don't need the dough but the greed takes control
And if I go looking for a fast to hara** just to hear him tell me he's bra**
I'm like trust me blud
You don't wanna make this hard
Hand over your money, your phone and your Pokémon cards
Real fast or else
I'll go on like smoking cigarettes
Bad for your health
Got one hell of a mean streak, causing beef on the street
I pray on the weak
Forever looking for fresh meat
I need to eat
Keep feeding my ego
I'm a control freak and I'm only 14 years old
[Hook: Willy Mason]
Why won't you listen when I speak
You don't belong where the humans eat
[Verse 3: Plan]
In the eyes of the law
I'm not old enough to have s**
My balls ain't even dropped yet
And I've had skets
Lying on their backs flat on the floor
Virgin p**y getting f**ed till it's raw
I go out on the chirps, looking for birds
Some dumb young b**h to f** so hard it hurts
And what's worse is that I do it bareback
'Cause when I put a condom on, there's bare slack
Nah my dick ain't big enough for that
So I just stick my ding-a-ling inside her snatch and that's that
If I see something I want, I'll take it
Girl won't give it up then I'll rape it
Break it, impenetrate it
I'm gonna make it happen impregnate it
If she has a yout I act like it ain't mine
And make her have an abortion for the 8th time
[Hook: Willy Mason]
Why won't you listen when I speak
You don't belong where the humans eat
[Verse 4: Plan B]
There's a gangster called Bonehead who runs tings around my area
The sh** he's involved in couldn't get any hairier
If you're on his hit list, he'll find you no matter where you are
f**ing with him is worse than catching malaria
He's the most notorious drug dealer on my estate
Sells copious amounts of h**n and crack c**aine
Double cross him and you'll feel the pain
There's more disappearing acts on the street than David Blaine
And I wanna be just like him
Riding in a blacked out Beemer with alloy rims
Doing drive-by's, firing
An AK-47 out the window and ting
See that kinda sh** impresses me
'Cause I got an ignorant mentality
The way I see
Is the way to be
So arrogant nothing will ever get through to me
[Hook: Willy Mason]
Why won't you listen when I speak
You don't belong where the humans eat
You don't belong, don't belong to me
You don't belong where the humans eat