Dan Bull - UK State of Mind lyrics

YES! Great…drumming…sample i think it's time
To move on to the next part of the song now
The -t-t-the…bring
Some bass - bass it bass oooh oooh! Makin'
Me feel a bit wobbly! OK now
Bring the filter up a little bit so
We can hear some more of
The piano sound…and I think that'll be
Great for a…a bit of rapping! Uh!

Rappers I'm binning because I like
To keep the streets clean
I'm really healthy cause my mommy
Made me eat greens
I'm like Popeye, nomming spinach and cursin'
The difference is when I'm finished
My Olive Oil isn't virgin!
Hey, who on Earth's this British kid emergin'
From the murky depths of the web
Like a little critter lurkin'?
I've been observing from a distance
- I don't tread streets
But, I'm controlling every block
In all my spreadsheets
I'm your favorite rapper's
Favorite rapper's stalker no need to hustle
I get paid vacations in Majorca i'm an Ewok
The rap scene's a chicken walker!
I like my vindaloo
You've never had a chicken korma
Will an American even get
That? I'm not hopeful
Indian cuisine options over there are woeful
Baltis are from Birmingham
I recommend you hop along - if you're lucky
You might get some complimentary poppadoms
I couldn't even count the times
That I've been offered one
I've been observing the game
Like a soccer mom
So I know who's deserving the fame
And earning a name for
Burning the flame and who just
Blatantly is not the one
A lot of you are hating me
Because I dropped a bomb
To demonstrate the feeling of a blatant
Geek having just fucked your mom
I'll invade your scene full speed spitting
And running, leaving you praying, screaming
"The British are coming!"
Rap's pickled onion - bitter
With a little honey, and
Spread it - with that Philadelphia
It's always sunny in
For every fan of yours I've
Got a awkward dork in
A fedora that's willing to blow
Your bloody doors off! I adore my fanbase
I'd give 'em all a handshake
But, I'm quite keen on hygiene
And I've seen some hands, mate
That aren't in any damn state
To even grab the handbrake
While rolling down a San Francisco
Route during a damn quake!
I've hit the front of DatPiff
Like a fricken' ram raid
And taken advantage of my privilege
As if it's gang rape "Dan, mate
There's certain things you can
And can't say!" i'm tempted to become an MRA
With all this man hate
I'm scared to talk to women…it
Makes my hand shake!
I stay away inside my shell and
Then I miss the clam bake i never flirt
Cause flirtin' is the cousin of the sex
And I get nervous at the mention of it…God
I miss my ex

(York State of Mind, York State of Mind)

I dream that I'm a gangsta, mastermind
Breaking out of Shawshank
Then I wake up and I'm just lying
There in my Asda George pants
By the way, where I'm from
'pants' means underwear
And I'll bet ya didn't know that
Cause you don't come from there
And what's Asda? Come on
Tell me what you think it is
No answer? Duh! It's WalMart
For the British-s! Fuck grammar! Man
I'm the viciousestest British lyricist to
Rip literature to bit's!
What country did your language come
From? Isn't that telling?
Cause too many of you like British spelling
Can you believe that this is selling?
That I can rap anything I want
Broccoli - and people buy the track
I seem to have devised a
Knack to write the raps
That straddle the fine line either side
Of crap and tight as craps
I'll wreck the record like a vinyl scratch
Make your mind collapse like a building
Into which an airline flight has crashed
Oh have I just overstepped a
Line? I might just dash
I think that the game that I'm
Downloading from online has patched
65 gigabytes, look at the size of that!
I'm going to need to delete
Some of my private stash
I spend my rap money on fibre-optic broadband
And LiveJasmin passes to catch
Up with your nan!
Now consequently I've got a very sore hand
So everybody, all together now: "Poor Dan!"
I'm taking rappers to a new plateau
And topping them in an
Extravagant fashion: gateau!
So you can reach for your biscuit's
Bitch please,!
I'll reach for my biscuit's - Rich Teas
Come 'ere, gimme a hug
Let's have a big squeeze!
I'm not letting go until I'm ready
You dick tease
I'm acting queer, and rappers react with fear
But, I don't believe their
Distaste is that sincere
Pull off the hypermasculine mask and see
Another fragile human being who knows that
Feeling to collapse in tears
I've got throwaway lines enough
To last for years no limit
You already passed it like Master Piers

(York State of Mind)
Most rappers aren’t as good as
Me that's not even a
Quote that's a fact i got it from Wikipedia
(York State of Mind)
Right right, I think we'll…we'll fade
Out for a bit
Then move on to the next track