[Verse 2: Skepta]
They can see that I’m the one
So they hate
They don’t wanna see me shut it down
But I’m on the case
My enemies, they congregate
And they go on dates
Talk about me over food and wine
The fucking snakes
Phoned the paparazzi on yourselves
Man, I thought you were famous
Told them exactly where to find you
Tryna get in the papers
I went out to the village
And I said my prayers
Now I have to wear my shades
Don’t wanna scare the neighbours
That’s why I see no competition
You might see me whizzing by
Yeah, man, I’m on a mission
And I just put the fisheye
On my tunnel vision
See no evil, hear no evil
Man, I refuse to listen
There he goes
The X-rated
At the awards, intoxicated
The most nominated
And the dress code is understated
Tell Mum I made it
Tell my dad I’ll be OK
None of these fools are like your baby boy
In any way, greaze
[Halloween Outro: Skepta]
Happy Halloween, you pagans
It’s your worst fucking nightmare
Skepta, my world
You’re dead now
Boy Better Know, laigon 616