Yo, yes, light the bifta I'm gonna rape your little sister Fried chicken licking I'm gonna give her a kicking Yo, yes, my name's called Tate Har dar dar with your head off a gate [?] Might be a bimbo, put your head through a window That's why we have beef Yes, calm down with your bars Talk about my mum, talk about yours Yo, who's a bullsh** that perv Your mum look like an ape from Planet the Earth Um, yeah, I'm going in, haha James, think you're a gypsy, don't get lippy You will get drop kick, it'll be easy sh** scared of Reece Lindsay Listens to Bimbi, how embarra**ing Brother so fat, can't do a marathon Marco you will get sparko Your mum's on crack, you look like your mum's mac Yeah Yo, your mum is a fiend You s** your dad off while your ma flicks her bean Yo, think you're big? You will get dropped yeah, straight in a dig Crying all over the floor Imagrety I'm war [?] Everybody knows your mum is a who*e Getting round Piccadilly looking for willy Punters pull up and say 'don't be silly' I am 12, it's my time to shine Shut your mouth or I'll break your mum's spine Snap a leg like a twig Rob a car like I'm something out of Stig [?] Yo