Life's a strain, we go against the grain
They don't help us and they wonder why we sell cocaine
I'll probably join the 27 club like Kurt Cobain
Winehouse and Hendrix, we're one and the same
Albert said my death'll be my claim to fame
So I knock back cans of K to help me on my way
I watch Sky News to see whats happening today
But it's always the same, nothing seems to ever change
Politicians tryna do us up the [bad word] again
That dirty [bad word] David Cameron still working brain
They're putting taxes up and making cutsand shifting blame
They rinse our cash on their expense accounts they've got no shame
As the youth uprising, youts are writing looting, burning, fighting
Don't know why you find it so surprising
The promise of free [bad word] to a broke kid's just too exciting
Plus the feds are frightened everyone's now realising
You say you blame the parents, i say dont be such a [bad word] It's not just [bad word] dads and mums that make them turn to [bad word] and guns
We need education, not social segregation
I thought equality was the foundation of our great nation
It seems it's just a load of [bad word] to keep the poor patient
They're so full of [bad word]  it's verbal defecation
We need money to live, not an olympic stadium
They're all a bunch of pricks and so are the [bad word] pigs
Tripled uni fees stopped EMA like it was cool
All that says to me is you don't want poor kids to go to school
I knew that [bad word] like this would happen under [bad word] I should have voted but they're all the same so [bad word] em all
Violence started cos you killed a man in cold blood
Said it was a shoot out, he didn't fire a slug
Left 4 kids with no father that's wrong
They're growing up so angry, the cycle carries on

[Verse 2: CAS]
My dreams are celestial, success is infinitesimal
Had chances but i messed it all, i feel like i never got blessed at all
Behaviour is unacceptable, Mum said go church confess it all
But i bet my left [bad word]  i wouldn't make it through the vestibule
I shot pills at festivals, kids eat them up like [vegetables?]
So morally objectionable, i prey on who's susceptible
Just trying to move my decimals, ain't trying to make bare decibels
Past got me acting sensible, sniffing seems nonsensical
Crash should have made me a vegetable, but the devil made me invincible
And [bad word] near unarrestable, so there's no need to be respectable
Best of all, gave me the voice to address you all
Stood here back against the wall, solo but with friends to call
My art's conceptual, some say unconventional
I say I'm individual and high of coke residual
But everyone's so critical and so [bad word] analytical
But that's sort of hypocritical, considering
The last verse i was spitting in, the pile of [bad word] that im sitting in
Free speech God bless Britain 'n, give me super kings, give me Virilin
King size slims, some red string got a white ting real pale skin call her Marilyn
She's the one i see my self marrying, love the extra weight that she's carrying
We get the bricks from Bogotá, mad sick like we had Cholera
Get rid of the ball like Kolarov, pipe's burning like a Molatov
Man talk about it but they're gassed up just like the Jews in the holocaust[?]
Sorry to be so coarse but, i got to get my message across cuz