British lyrics

[Verse 1: Whyte Chocolat]
They call me a “cracker”, I can’t wait to snap
Snap like the sound of a walkers crisps bag
Eating a Nando’s veggie wrap, vegan mode
Then I’m on a pushbike like it’s demon mode
I’m as white as they come, ain’t talking flesh
You man must be terrified when I play the decks
I’m a DJ, but work windows like a window cleaner
We copy your keys at ASDA, then we steal ya
f*ck M&S, I ain’t buying your overpriced sh*t
I shop at Aldi, those price reductions hit
And I’m travelling safer than ever likе a Taxi
You try and insult me? You can’t attack me
I’m a fat British f*ck , eating whitе chocolate
But I ain’t a canibal, nah, you know I’m on it
My brain more retarded than Rishi Sunak’s nose
Whyte Chocolat, I’m as terrible as Man City Goals

[Verse 2: JMCEE]
Difference between me and these MCEES? They ain’t British
I’m from England, they look on the map and act skittish

You Americans don’t even know where Japan Is
I’ll nuke these beats so hard you won’t know where Japan Is

Funny how I’m more British than Elizabeth The Second
Put me on a tune? It’ll be merked in a second
I’m not taking this serious, call me JME but reverse
I’m done with this beat, get me the rudest hearse (f*ck off!)