Disrespect

I spit disrespect like no other
I'm one disrespectful mother
I spit disrespect like no other
I'm one disrespectful mother
I spit disrespect like no other
I'm one disrespectful mother
I spit disrespect like no other
Take off your top and - with the rubber
I spit disrespect like no other
I'm one disrespectful mother
I spit disrespect like no other
I'm one disrespectful mother
I spit disrespect like no other
I'm one disrespectful mother
I spit disrespect like no other

So he thinks he's a roadman
He's a pussy on toes man
Ain't got no job, he ain't got no money
Lives off the wage of his girlfriend Roseanne
And Roseanne says my man's needy
Anywhere we go, he always wants to hold hands
When you leave to go sign on
Roseanne's piping your hang up postman
Chatting 'bout roadman
Roseanne put you on a coke ban
Cause she caught man sniffing some lines in the toilet
While his daughter's sat down watching programmes
And Roseanne been taking the piss
Now everyone calls man Lindsay Lohan
So now he just smokes it off of a coke can
Roadman, you're a catch-up-on-soaps man
Emmerdale, Corrie, Home and Away
Neighbours, Eastenders, Hollyoaks fan
Shit about roadman
You're more bubble baths than slow jams
Got Roseanne upstairs shouting out "Wasteman!
How many times? Stop using my lotion!"
Roadman, not even close, fam
The road will eat you like roast lamb
Go on like you're all that, like a barbarian
But you're softer than Amy Coney
Shit about roadman
You man are more Boyz II Men
It's the end of the road, fam
Act like Hulk Hogan on concrete streets
You'll get chokeslapped

Rude boy, ring them alarms
Rude boy, ring them alarms
I spit disrespect like no other
Rude boy, ring them alarms
Rude boy, ring them alarms
I spit disrespect like no other
Rude boy, ring them alarms
I spit, I spit, I spit
I spit disrespect like no other

You don't wanna chat crud to me
They ain't ready for the level of my fuckery
Cuss at me cause I met your girl that time
And ever since your girlfriend's been "Ooh"
"Calm down, I don't even know if I like her"
End of the day though, that's up to me
That reminds me, when you go home, tell that bitch
Next time it's two sugars in my cup of tea
You don't wanna chat crud to me
So we're unki, that shit's cruddery
I was born in the slums, I was raised in the gutter
Mate, most of your life sounds luxury
Too much for you, that ain't enough for me
Make sure the war talk ain't tongue and cheek
I creep at night, I'll interrupt your sleep with some cutlery
Run from me, no fucks given
Drive it like it's stolen, that's how it's driven
Don't watch what I do to make shillings
If it ain't me, then it'll be the next villain
I don't feel two ways about taking half a man's pay
What I earn for a living
Don't do lay-ons, don't do ticking
Cause I'm not a nice guy and I ain't that forgiving
Don't do lay-ons, don't do tickers
Don't do blaggers, don't do fibbers
Know enough men that lie through their teeth
And I know enough women that lie through their knickers
Don't do tickers, don't do trust
I don't care if you're bankrupt
Reach your limit, go our way, innit?

I spit disrespect like no other
I'm one disrespectful mother
I spit disrespect like no other
I'm one disrespectful mother
I spit disrespect like no other
I'm one disrespectful mother
I spit disrespect like no other
Take off your top and - with the rubber
I spit disrespect like no other
I'm one disrespectful mother
I spit disrespect like no other
I'm one disrespectful mother
I spit disrespect like no other
I'm one disrespectful mother
I spit disrespect like no other