The Polish Are Coming

Fry an egg on my ear

It’s burning hot

Like how a bald man’s head must get in the heat

Like a desert snake would be if it had feet

What is up with me and my random typing

Stupid Iphone

I’m meant to be calling the police

But all of a sudden the Polish are coming

Arrgh better hide before they take all our fish

Megs got no future so she’s gonna hide in her room ‘til she’s dead

But you can’t interview a dead man

Well you can

I speak to MJ all the time

I miss him but Primark do his shoes now

But I kind of understand what they’re saying

Sparkly shoes and sparkly vampires

GOD DAMN, I WANT AN EDWARD

Rant over

Why do men not read books no more

I want to sit and discuss books

People don’t understand this

If I was mayor I’d make you all run around in fancy dress

Trying to persuade the Australian girl to come in as a Kangaroo

Surely they dress like that all the time in Oz

I am Dorothy

But better

Better shoes too

Don’t like dogs though so keep Toto away

It’s funny ‘cause I’m typing

And in my head for one day only

I have an Australian accent

Funny funny girl

Hands are cold at work

Hands are cold at home

The only time my hands aren’t cold is when they should be

No worries

Me got a warm heart.

LIBERATION

A million dead people does not equal liberation

But I felt so liberated tonight

A step in the right direction

Seeing so many others following my plight

We can do it, I know it

There’s a need for revolution

And the time is coming

For lighting bombs and diffusion

Need to set off a million more bombs

In the minds of the people

And show them the light

That we too can be equal

Standing in a crowd knowing we all want the same thing

Freedom, justice and peace we all sing

Tears well up in my eyes

At the injustice of the World

People are starving and dying and crying

Yet the Royals are sleeping on beds of pearls

We need to go to the root of the cause

Grab some weed killer

Take it to the moors

Set fire to the rain

Make the insane go sane

Make them see our pain

Free Palestine

Free Gaza

Free these trapped souls and minds

Stop them walking behind

Walk in front and sprint on water

Be proud of who you are

You’re somebody’s daughter

And you’re somebody’s son

There’s a mark on the Moon

But beauty is imperfect

Nothing is beautiful

Unless it has a defect

And the World is full of them

But they’re all things we can eradicate

Hold my hand and then hold the person’s next to you

Together we can make history

Re-write fate

I have tears in my eyes

‘Cause now I see how much is possible

Let’s change the world and all its hate

Let’s live and let live, and love and mate

I know we can do it

The passion is there

Turn the oxygen we breathe into

Fuel-filled air

It's burning inside me

It actually physically hurts my heart

To know that so many innocent civilians

Have been moped out with darts

Spiked with the poisons of greed

And hate and discrimination

There’s so much to be done

But so little time

In my time on Earth I gotta do what I can

To make the tiniest difference in the mind of any man

Any woman, any child, any teen

I want you to know my words truly mean

Something to me

Gotta say thank you to Lowkey for being an absolute G

And Jody Mcintyre for pulling down a cop

And for all the other inspirationals tonight

Who share my same sight

This Capitalist society has won for too long

It’s time for justice to prevail

I wanna be there to see it hail

I wanna see the flags of freedom blowing in the wind

I wanna hear the silenced voices sing

This is our time

Let’s make it happen

Good overcomes evil

We’ve always known that, been taught that

Let's make that reality

Let's do it

STANDARD.

"Half A Cup"

Is that a full cup of tea I see

I asked for ‘half a cup’

Then he went on into a rant about religion

But what that’s got to do with tea

Baffles me

But I guess half a cup is okay

That way

The cup is either half full or half empty

Guess it just depends

On which eyes you’re looking through

She’s engaged now

I don’t even have an ‘en’

Maybe I have too many hopes and wishes

For an Asian girl

But I know I’m not like the others

No matter what people may say to me

For the final time

Must re-iterate that Joe is a hoe

"Lol"

And that's where the story ends

"Lol"

And now this is where the story must end.

Drake's Lopsided Face

No I’m not happy

I’m blessed

Smiling through the non-existent stress

It’ll be back again I’m sure

But right now there’s a sumo sitting in front o’ the door

And I’m gonna say it

I ain’t gonna lie

I didn’t think Drake was that good

But he was pretty fly

Now I think the opposite

The guy’s got sick talent

Just a bit of a lopsided face

But then again who hasn’t

'N'we started off as 3 of us

But tomorrow the first gets engaged

I remember when I used to laugh at the fountain head

And how the 2^nd one was outraged

Oh how time flies

Like the pigs in my dreams

I’d rather live in dreamworld

Than a reality that’s broke at the seams

Right now reality’s good though

Although I wish I could hold my Dad’s hand again

I look down at my hands and I just see his

He really was one of the few good men

There’s people that think I’ll be writing about them

But to be honest just like I didn’t see you today

I don’t wanna waste my time

Rather give my time to those that need it

That want it

Rather give a penny to the guy

I know what the owners think of her

And probably us now too

But who cares what people think

Because thinking...

Well that's one thing that people don't really do

Not much anyway

Blinded by media, by people, by love

And sometimes downright unfortunate like Stevie Wonder

Everyone looks at things differently

Setting their world all of a blunder

Like thunder

And storms

There’s rain pouring down

But after a storm must come a cloud

And after the cloud must come the Sun

Everything starts then everything’s done

Grateful and blessed for the people in my life

Realised you don’t need many

Especially those that just bring you strife

And I still love him

I always will

I’d probably lay down my life for him

Even still

The text with the ‘XxX’

Says so much than just that

He knows and I know and that’s all that matters

I loved you, you loved me

More so the latter

It’s okay now, I’m happy for him

Saw his son in my dream

And it was like I was his

And he was mine

God’s trying to tell me something 

I heard it through the grapevine

Tonight I sleep smiling

And if tomorrow I don’t wake

The people I love know that I love them

Don't be too sad

Just remember this

Everyday is decided by fate.

Paki Pigeon

'Vermin' you called us

Well me and my race

You hide behind an Iphone

Person with no face

There you are eating our food

What curry have you got there today

And let me remind you

That some of us ‘rats’

Changed some of your fate

Sentenced to life

Or dead in a morgue

It’s because of us that there’s more of you

Yet we don’t ask for applause

We’re good people

As are you

Your minds are just poisoned

With the worlds sticky brown goo

I’m not angry

And not really upset

Just makes me sad

That this world is so bad

That one set of people are depicted as mad

We ain’t strapped up in bombs

Islam means PEACE

Not war

But if only you saw

The world through the eyes of a brown man

Then maybe like me you’d make a stand

But thanks for your words

More fuel for my fire

More ignition

More ammunition

More gas for desire

I ain’t gassing

Nor laughing

Nor crying

Just slowly dying and fighting

Hoping to see that change I wish to see in the world

Where men and women are separate to the boys and the girls

Be you

Be me

Be free

And even after everything you said

I still sometimes wish I was a pigeon

With a lot more worth than their continuous depiction

I guess I actually am a pigeon

Flying heads and shoulders over your miniscule minds

A pigeon discovered Prophet Noah’s great find

Don’t judge

Don’t hate

Don’t discriminate

This average pigeon could be your most special mate.

God Doesn't Exist

Do you really like it

Is it, is it wicked

Like a witch caught up in a tree

Just ‘cause you wanna be me

Don’t judge my life when your own Facebook statuses

Don’t depict a good picture

One minute you're up

Then you’re all down and splintered

Like a broken wooden fixture

Fell from the wall

All smashed to pieces

And the thing with glass is

It cuts and blisters

No point putting the pieces together

Rather just chuck it in the recycling bin

And I’m good, I’m blessed

Alhamdulillah

Don’t need no people

Just me and Allah

Don’t try and tell me my God doesn’t exist

While you sit there in a Sheesha bar all boozed up and pissed

Loick Essien needs to take a lesson from me

'Cause ‘Me Without You’ ain’t how things will always be

You lose a person

It’s like you lost a foot and a shoe

You’re broken into pieces

And your heart ain’t in two

It’s in millions all inside the chest of what you lost

But it comes back to you

Well it gots to really

There are so many routes I could choose

But my destiny will kind of come when it’s meant to

No point in sitting an’ fretting

An’ getting all menstrual

My cuzzys gettin’ hitched in a couple of months

People hooking up wherever you go

Ah but wasteman Joe is always a ho

Curly hair, straight hair, wavy hair

I got it all

Right here on the top of my head

I guess we would never have worked

‘Cause you got oh-so-much more hair than me

Peace out

Although I know I ain’t gonna sleep

Living without a phone

There’s gonna be no beeps

That makes me sad but not for long

‘Cause this is me singing MY song

Judge me, abuse me, accuse me, insult me

But I got something you ain’t got

And my slightly bruised heart is almost smiling happily.

Jonny

Hook line and sinker

What a stinker

I ain’t a non-thinker

But the difference between you and I is I’m a believer

You’re a deceiver

A creature from the Underworld

Uniform and unfurled

Into an animal of sex

Roaming the streets and the Sheesha bars

Looking to unhook women’s bras

And always even more than that

Scat!

Cat in a hat

Cats on the streets

Coming out to play recently

Looking for fresh meat

Don’t assume this is about you

I was the shit on the bottom of your blue shoe

5 Black Crackberry’s sitting in a flat

Number one-eight-nine

Guess it was a sign

These friends are murder

Fake friendships were knives

But weren't fake at the time

Plunged into the depths of my soul

But I win

I still remain whole

New Iphone

New contract

New lease of life

Just mine, not 5 of us

Who wants all that drama

Nobody does

CUZ

Yo cuzzeh!

Innuendos and metaphors

Covering all kinds of crap

Sket-whores and man-whores

No men that open real doors

You think I didn't notice

You taking the piss

A world of possibilities

Right here under my multi-coloured sneaker

I’ma be your teacher

Your saviour

I saved her

I’ll save you too

And I’ll save you two

You can come along for the ride aswell

If you must

But there’s no trust

Not with you, with her, with anyone

No-one is worthy

Stupid 18 year old Jonny

Mother should have used a Johnny

Bless you sonny

All will be okay

You’ll see the light

Either heaven or hell

Mannnn, how do you not appreciate your sense of smell

Man of science, man of faith

Saturday night, I guess it’s a date

Now I must sleep

I must sleep

I CAN sleep

I’m so excited

and I really

really

REALLY

can’t hide it

I missed you sleep, we meet again.

Boardroom Vodka

Text her last night

After all the fighting and tears

Instant regret

‘Unidentified Subscriber’

Really don’t need fake friends sticking their oar in

I’ma twist it round and stick it through your boat

So you’re stranded too

Remember when you downed a bottle of vodka

At the edge of a cliff

Remember who was there

Yet I don’t even get a text

sayin’ ‘How are you?’

Funny that

Felt bare depressed

They put me in a room

Told me to get my thoughts together

Hang on

Get them together...

...and then what?

Party?

Nah it did me good

Like being in Lord Sugar’s boardroom

I was the sugar

And I envisioned my bees all working for me

Wanting a bit of me too

Probably out to get me

“Sea full of sharks and they all smell blood”

Kinda ting

But hey, in that vision I’m boss

Like Buddy

Except there’s no chocolate fondant

He deleted me LOL

The guys all about hype

Clearly licking her arse too

Friends that sell you out when they get a new boyfriend

Ain’t ever your friend at all

What happens when you tell your Paki parents you want to marry a boy?

I ain’t gonna be your toy

Not no more

Like an episode of Eastenders

Still wish you the best but good luck with that

Don’t need no harami lifestyle near me

Thanks anyway though

Ipod on

“Allah knows”

Yeah mofo, ALLAH KNOWS

Then it hit me

Allah slapped me

I am so blessed

I don’t need these bullshitting arse-kissing animals

They don’t know what I got planned

They don't know what I'm doing

Insha’Allah

Family counts

You fuckers don’t

DELETE

DELETE

Another Facebook DELETE

That felt good

When I’m dead, don’t come to my funeral

I’ll always do du’a for all of you

NO MORE DRAMA IN MY LIFE

Except good drama

I DON’T EVER WANT TO HURT AGAIN

Except good hurt

Yehhhhh boi

If you see me walking down the street

Just walk on by

If you see me sweating it in the gym

Just jog on by.

Wife Called Karma

It hurts

It all hurts so bad

Before I couldn’t breathe ‘cause it was cold

N now I can’t breathe ‘cause there’s no air

No air and nobody left

Everyone just upped and walked away

You didn’t give me the time of day

And you actually don’t give a fuck that you hurt me

Let me tell you what you did

You took it from my chest and put it in yours

Then you ripped it out with a chainsaw

Threw it in the air

So it landed on a spoke sticking out the ground

Then you sent your dog over to gnaw at it

Until it’s pieces lay on the ground

Then you got yourself a top-of-the-range blender

Let’s call it your wife’s name, maybe?

Karma is it?

You pressed the ‘on’ button

Let’s call it 'Gurdeep'...

And you chucked it in there along with some onions and spice

And you blended it into a bloody, teary, milky milkshake

You drank it

You shat it out

At least it was kind of in one piece again

You dashed it back in my chest

Sewed me up with golden thread

Then took my hand, became my friend

Walked with me, talked with me, laughed with me

Then laughing you picked a stick up off the ground

Stuck a wedding ring on the end

And stuck it right through the centre of my chest

Breaking it into shitty little pieces all over again

And it’s not just you

It’s the best friends who ain’t there no more

The sister hoe that screwed me over bro

The family that are all out for themselves

And you pretend you care

You pretend you’re there

Toddle off home to your fake little family

And be happy

I don’t need you no more

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

• 

R.I.P. Amarah

You have shown me what life is all about

Now that you no longer have it

You soldier warrior princess

Just like Xena

No more stress now eh

Just rest your pretty little head

Go to bed

Sleep peacefully

And fly with the angels

In my tears and in my prayers

Just walk those Golden stairs

And let God look after you

No-one’s ever gonna hurt you up there

See you soon

XXX