A lot of people ask me if I think that I could spit American,
Probably so that they can make some dumb little comparisons,
To Eminem, in comments full of arrogance,

But 'The UK Shady' aint a title too embarrassing,
But lets not beat-around-the-bush,
I'm a beast-about-to-mush,

All these peeps-under-my-foot,
My bars are nuts like I've been puffing ether-and-some-kush,
So UK or not just either say Kapeesh-or-be-Kaput !

Man I got the sickest-rhymes,
Take some pills, sniff-a-line,
Down bottles of different-wine,

They still won't be as sick-as-mine,
We've got different-minds,
And even if-I'm-signed,

I'm tearing down this whole $#&@ing game in the nick-of-time,
Cause tracks back in the day was way-iller!
Producers like Hi-Tek, Pete Rock and J-Dilla,

Real artists like the MJ that made-thriller,
Now music's just a fake parade to make-'scrilla",
Maybe I should join 'em be like 'I'm a rapper-yo!

Look at me with all these (*##$es here stackin'-doe!
What's crackin'-bro,
Smack-a-hoe !'

It's like a comedy coming straight from Judd Apatow,
Man I've been the illest,
For a minute,

But these pillocks,
Never hear-it,
Or understand what the concept of skill-is !

Dunno what the deal-is,
All I ever did was kill-it,
Be the realest,

While these gimmicks,
Just either mimic
or just pillage,

Maybe it's cause I'm not-from-the-states,
And instead I'm here in london left to cotch-in -estates,
That certain people think my rhymes won't have a prosperous-fate,

But $#&@ that ! That's something that I'm not-gonna-take,
Won't take a break, 'til my name's up with Pac-and-the-greats,
Won't soften-or-break,

Until I'm in a coffin-to-waste,
No stoppin'-my-pace,
I'm Sykopathic, off-of-my-face,

Already been through darker nights than even Gotham-could-take!
But in the end we're just 2 different continents,
Parts of the same group like valves and consonants,

And any hate I'm getting right now's drowned in compliments,
So don't think that anything you say will knock my confidence,
Best believe-I'll-never-quit,

'Cause life without music, I'd conceive-as-an-abyss,
I'd rather just have music than live leisurely-in-bliss,
So call me epileptic 'cause I'll see's-ya-(seizure)-in-a-bit !