The Basic Brains Of Broken Britain

"The Basic Brains Of Broken Britain"

Give em double jabs, to fill em with heavy metals/
They'll queue at the pumps, & then fight for the petrol
The West has gone East, like the Beast is in Bethnal/
Like my eyes cannot see, that these people are Special
Being a child of the light, I won't side with the devil/
But if the other side want fight, I will crush what is pebble
If the first two do not kill em, they'll go get the tripple/
It's so hard not to laugh, when it's like I've been tickled
All their mind's have been pickled, like some onion in jar/
Yet being mankind is so fickle, they are what they are
I write bars just to mock, the flock of sheep I despise/
The same nobs who get shook, & then hide side by side
In their eyes is contempt, whilst their mind's are just empty/
Hence when I bless em with pen, all they do is resent me
Whether Loo Paper or the Papers, they believe all they see/
As they get played in a game, like a basic brain versus me.

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