Example - You Can't Rap lyrics

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You can't rap my friend you're white and you're from *Fordcombe*<br />

Please put down the mic there's no way you can fool them<br />

Don't be stupid you wont get that far<br />

Turn your back on Hip Hop bruv and go and play guitar<br />

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Of all the possibilities I ever coulda chosen<br />

Supposing career wise I'd picked hip hop<br />

Imagine all the tip top rappers' bottom lips drop<br />

Sittin there shocked that some other bloody shit hot<br />

Dude with a mullet, bussin shorts wearing flip flops<br />

Is spittin to a gathering lookin like a criss cross<br />

Of fans lovin Prodigy, Kylie and Slipknot<br />

Nearly coulda happened bruv, look at me I shit not<br />

Little Elliot, rhymes for the hell-of-it<br />

If only he was ghetto mans maybe we would sell-a-bit<br />

I tried hard to dig up the credentials<br />

Even thought about putting gold in my dentals<br />

An Anglo-Saxon with a broken accent<br />

But rapper's from Fulham get a strange reaction<br />

So I said bye to rap, saw the issue at hand<br />

Some guitar lessons later, formed my own band<br />

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Attention Seeking - how far should a man go?<br />

Cut his ear off like Vincent Van Gogh?<br />

Dash cash to the crowd so the venue scrambles<br />

Turn my good life into a Babyshambles?<br />

Fuck myself up real properly, like Pete Doherty<br />

Cover of Heat I'm hot property<br />

Everybody's clockin' me I own the crowd<br />

Now I gotta link me up with a Girls Aloud<br />

Next exchange vows now my pops is proud<br />

There's a nine on my cloud I'm as pleased -<br />

As I ever been bro, mans flash like Jose Mourinho<br />

Women crave me like bottles of Pinot<br />

Now I've got big I can fight photographers<br />

Bang the obvious, please biographers<br />

Spend currency til there aint none left<br />

And when I need more I'll fake my own death<br />

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Chorus<br />

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Right now it's just hit and miss, soon I'll taste a bit of bliss<br />

Bangin chicks at worst with looks like Jayne Middlemiss<br />

Never doin' hideous, it's too bad for busi-ness<br />

I spin when they grin with skin like Darth Sidious<br />

Never out-riddle this, you're all chattin gibberish<br />

Verbal Diarrhoea so you're never getting rid of this<br />

I hear your retorts there's All Sorts like liquorice<br />

I can sense your bitterness, you wishin' you written this

Thanks to LilicaRicardos for correcting these lyrics