[Intro: The Mother, Chirag]
DLA, Deep Lucid Arts, by The Mother Limited
Activate
You are Ratchet to my Clank (Clank)
It's bulging in my pants (Pants)
Ladies and gentlemen
Ladies and gents, gents
Ladies and gents
[Verse 1: Chirag]
I speak the English they spoke at home
Fuck proving to potatoes that I'm good at writing
I know the difference between “they're" and "their"
And I rarely take advice from someone with--
From someone holding a dog
My mother pronounces etiquette: "etickеty"
I know all of that down to the letter, all thе better
All, all settings, all codes, and all rooms
Gingerbread and papadums, Honda Hero, vroom-vroom, yeah
Haircut from Dumb and Dumber
My lady from Tomb Raider, bro
Straight up, yeah yeah
Iboprofen, take an iboprofen
When you see me bro, you're watching the throne
[Bridge: Chirag]
Mom and dad took us out of (the hood and trenches)
Now we out here sippin' (smoothie exchanges)
The stage lights give you epilepsy
My mother said after Øya she got ("epileppy")
[Verse 2: Chirag]
Mom and dad took us out of the hood and trenches
Now we out here sippin' Smoothie exchanges
Famous, the stage lights give you epilepsy
My mother said, after Øya she got “epileppy”
Way over thirty, but the kids still love me
Since "Bend It Like Beckham", and wanking to Shilpa Shetty
Sex and neck from Becky while you slept with teddy bears
I am bread and butter, you are "just add water, ready-made”
Heavyweight, from the country where they eat your headband on TV
Straight up, yeah yeah
Iboprofen, take an iboprofen
When you see me bro, you see the throne