Текст песни
Yeah, yeah, what's good?
You dun know this is the Badderman 3000
Obviously man is out here in the ends getting it in
'Cause man runs these streets, you get me?
Obviously man is a sick MC 'round these bits and everyone knows this
But I've been hearing that some guy called "Shadow"
Has been coming to my ends and selling his CDs
My ends, my ends
Is he mad though, fam?
Don't let me catch him again with his DIY gang
Why would you want to do it yourself?
Just go on X Factor or get signed to a record label, fam
Get me?
And that's why man is running
Jimmy? Jimmy? Oh, there you are, son
What are you doing?
What it do, mumsy?
Man is just putting out a message to my fans
You have no fans, you have no friends
That is why you are sitting in the basement
Of my house, recording your own voice
Why are you trying to palm man like
And another thing, stop talking like a retarded squirrel
I had higher hopes for you, Jimmy
You're 37 and still living in my basement
Jimmy, you are an embarrassment
It's the Badderman 3000, mumsy, that's what everybody calls me
Nobody calls you that, your name is Jimmy
Get out of my house
Mumsy, I'm a sick MC, you've heard my music
If you want to know how to be a sick
MC, you should learn from Shao Dow
I saw him in town and bought some more CDs from him
Why did you do that? He's rubbish, he's
Always on the street and he talks too posh
You can't be an MC if you speak in proper sentences
I'm much better than Shadow
His name is Shao Dow, like Shaolin, and if you say
His name wrong in front of me again, I will punch you
In your face until you stop breathing, like Shaolin
He trained in kung-fu in China and sold over
10,000 CDs alone without a record label
What have you done?
Well obviously man has certain moves going down
Can't really talk about it still