Inglorious - slowthai, Skepta

See, you judge me on my appearance, face value, innit

Don’t know about the tax bracket

But I know that I’m teabaggin' your favourite mug, hahaha

They say, «Gang shit»

I ain’t about that gang shit

I’m a solo wolf, lone wolf, eating up that gang shit

Gang shit, the death of the gang

Till your dead and buried, seen

125, doin' up breeze (Doin' up breeze)

Way too, way too, way too, way too

Way too deep (Way too sweet)

Can’t lace 95s (95s)

Can’t kiss my feet

All they do is chat breeze (Breeze)

Right now I’m breezin' (Breeze)

Trainspottin', I got babies on my ceiling

I’m steady plottin', now I’m copin' 'cause I’m eatin' (Belly full)

Remember when they wouldn’t let me in

Now their wage is just a day’s per-diem (Per-diem)

Way too, way too, way too, way too, way too sweet

From the fire rose a phoenix, where’s the fire weed?

From the ash stems a leaf, that’s representing T

And even when I die, I come back twice as legendary

Tears when I sit in the cemetery

Flashbacks, flippin' packs, it was ketamine, huh

Now I’m feeling hoarse

School of life, weren’t no course

You’re a tourist, only roll with the purist,

Ace Ventura