Fake News

Winter with a broken boiler
Or a devoid of emotion lawyer
A 20 year Po-Po foiler
They wanna see me zipping up a boiler
They gonna see me do my Oscar De La Hoya
Blind shadow boxing
Man I hit ya, never saw ya
You ain't sick
I'm a repeat offending taxi soiler
I got these loudmouths acting coyer
Battling paranoia
Acting Captain Noya
I could never be a goalkeeper
With no hands I'm a baller - different
Favourite Jackson LaToya
They all like Janet - creeps
On the curb, you're a crawler
You're no friend
I'll ruin your girl in the end
And I'll give no alert when I spoil her

Tell you what, I don't rate you's
From the bottom guys ain't moved
Said you're on top, that's fake
Said you're on top, that's fake news
You're on an MC Ren one
Don't look a lot like a Dre too
Even the cops don't chase
Ain't on top, that's fake news
Tell you what, I don't rate you's
From the bottom guys ain't moved
Said you're on top, that's fake
Said you're on top, that's fake news
You're on an MC Ren one
Don't look a lot like a Dre too
Even the cops don't chase
Ain't on top, that's fake news

Grown man business, ain't no apprentice
I'm the man that tells Lord Sugar - you're fired
Could be all tired
Sharp as a glock
They look shocked
Even when I come in all wired
Everybody says that they could be they best
They could be all liars
Too many gullible pricks
Could be all buyers
put me on your team and I'll get you more points than four bald tyres
I say what I mean
They say that it's mean
I say I care but I don't
Fuck trolling Insta, I'm barely at home
How could you see the bigger picture when you stare at a phone
You know what? I don't care for your tone
(Skrrr) Wanting to intimidate
You didn't mate
Nothing is scarier than a clone

Tell you what, I don't rate you's
From the bottom guys ain't moved
Said you're on top, that's fake
Said you're on top, that's fake news
You're on an MC Ren one
Don't look a lot like a Dre too
Even the cops don't chase
Ain't on top, that's fake news

Fake giants act corny
And fuck the rags in the morning
Is it just me
But how can two sides with so many flaws only have one story
Trappers acting vicious, sacrilegious
Papers mad fictitious
Low quality material
Daily express, no rags to riches
And am I acting Narcos
One bar to your name, you ain't Pablo
Everybody's hard, they don't wanna get parred off
Heart on my sleeve
I keep my arms crossed
I'll give you 10 seconds to get some value
Level Bartos
This horse is moving sideways
I'm 10 moves ahead, Gasparov

(Fake news)
Tell you what, I don't rate you's
From the bottom guys ain't moved
Said you're on top, that's fake
Said you're on top, that's fake news
You're on an MC Ren one
Don't look a lot like a Dre too
Even the cops don't chase
Ain't on top, that's fake news
Tell you what, I don't rate you's
From the bottom guys ain't moved
Said you're on top, that's fake
Said you're on top, that's fake news
You're on an MC Ren one
Don't look a lot like a Dre too
Even the cops don't chase
Ain't on top, that's fake news



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Writer(s): Tor Mcgarvey-gill
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