Bottom of the pole, I hate what you are, and I hate your bloody ethnicity
Yeah, cause granny came over in her sixties
From her gold-lined streets in the metropolis
I wonder if it were an instant epiphany
That it would never ever be what she perceived
Down-trodden, turn people into mincemeat
That would be what's left from the machine
But see, my granny, she ain't like anybody that I know
Beauty can turn bods into beasts
Cause if you see yourself after twenty-odd years
Some altruist times and a million beers
I don't judge lives with the same old fears
I lost up in the last, but you're stuck in the gear
Could you stand with me now?
Could you call yourself a winner?
Yeah, cause if you see yourself after twenty-odd years
Some altruist times and a million beers
I don't judge lives with the same old fears
I lost up in the last, but you're stuck in the gear
Could you stand with me now?
Yeah, could you call yourself a winner?
And then my mum came over in her seventies
I worked hard for everything that she achieved
I love my mum so much, she's the man in the mirror
Bless me with all my tenacity
But when you're bottom of the pile and I hate what you are
And I hate your bloody ethnicity
It's bloody hard in the city when you have three kids
Still working for your identity
Cause if you see yourself after 20 odd years
Some altruist times and a million beers
Adulterous lives with the same old fears
A loss of a new life, but you're stuck in a gear
Could you stand with me now?
Heyo
Could you cool yourself for a minute?
Good job
Yeah, listen
I mean, you are what you tell yourself
Horrible words will quell your advantages
And you will become your own disadvantage
I say, don't take your own words for granted
I was a loser and a *
But my daddy was only a phone call away
You have all the answers
And you could be a dunce in your own class if you want, mate
Idiots congregate, geese sheep up
Men emancipate, I was a sheep in a jail cell
All the times I was fine, I would weep
Cause my best friend died, I used to ring out his voicemail
I made a man out myself, I was weak
But my power runs deep, man, it's deepest ancestral
And I will never let my family down
Because my mum wears a crown on her head, it's ancestral
Trust me
Yeah, man, and mum came over
Dad came over
Grand came over
And they all did their thing, you know
Trying to wait all the time
He didn't really get it before, but
I was like, I'm telling to a man
I understand what they was trying to show me
Could you cool yourself for a minute?
Could you stare in the mirror?
That's it
RIP Grandman