Blah Blah (Lady Sovereign)

I say first priorities, it just cost me At Maccy D's at about half three What you munching on? Quarter-pounder with cheese? Chatting about me and Billyes Now S O V, you wish S O V, can't speak S O V, just quit Whatever don't talk with your mouth full That's alright discussing me It's all publicity Even if it's not costing me You're still dashing my name around the city It's all good though Blup, blup publicity for free White midget, a huh mine fright Somebody just dialed my digits Is it for your man? Is it? Ha, flatter for the way That you use your credit If you go say I'm nobody Well, if I'm nobody then why are you ringing me? You drained your credit that's filling it While my style, you's you're not feeling it? Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah In one ear and it comes straight out the other Repeating yourself like you are a star Live for your mother like reh reh reh rah Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah All your words in my brain are turning into clutter Repeating yourself like you are a star Live for your mother like reh reh reh rah Your people want to classify me as an Eminem What hear? What I'm a different kind of specimen Just because I be a white Caucasian Doesn't mean me and him are the same Because one I'm not American, two I'm not a man Three I come into with a different kind of plan Setting the facts straight 'cause I know that I can Will it ever wait 'cause I do the ultravan? Categories I don't fit into any Why? I'm onto top the stars many Writing out more lines than Bur berry Then it will be like a victim of 20 Make them lick my saliva off the floor That spit that's bad When I walked in the door Release my metaphor like O' Blimey Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah In one ear and it comes straight out the other Repeating yourself like you are a star Live for your mother like reh reh reh rah Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah All your words in my brain are turning into clutter Repeating yourself like you are a star Live for your mother like reh reh reh rah I know you know most about me over your Sunday roast Or mid-morning cheese on toast But when I found out you're talking It's all different you start squawking S O V, I never said that S O V, you know you ain't white S O V, I love your track Well, what the fuck you want bitch a pound in the bank? I'm varying 'cause I'm soon to be best friends From best friends comes the next Blahbarian Let me only start caring When you're preparing the new rhythm Now everyday the kids wearing And oh God, I got posh people swearing The rich, the poor, the snobs, the whores Oh, dear Blahbarians galore Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah In one ear and it comes straight out the other Repeating yourself like you are a star Live for your mother like reh reh reh rah Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah All your words in my brain are turning into clutter Repeating yourself like you are a star Live for your mother like reh reh reh rah