DWP

(On the dole) I don't really follow the news much these days But I hear it's bad There's something so entertaining 'bout the way We all watch, listen and then react to Anything, everything, happening all around I was In the back of the queue for the DWP When I finally broke my back Fighting this little drummer boy And then I realised Rum pa pa pum pum I just got jumped by an office job chump So now I've dumped my UC on drugs and dumb fun Next stop is uni That's more money from your government funds I'm a tories worst nightmare Welfare grabbing, four pack of beer buying Knife crime condoning, happy slapping Laughing, homeless bum who's still drunk from the last year And you can ask me all you like if I'm stupid And I'll still say the same fucking thing I won't pay- Priti Patel no- Givens Or give no- Boris the fucking time So just turn around and get fucked, Guv I'm on a whole mazza, shooting up in your bathroom I bunked school, I bunked court And I'll bunk any registered appointment with a white shirt cunt! Gimme the loot Cos I need it Money and cash, run it and dash Welfare or wealth fearing? Don't give me that look Don't ask reasons Poor when I was born And I'm still teefing So just give me the P's So I can break even for the weekend And spend all my dole in one evening And 'til I go mental I got three, five scores on my sanctions And I'm thankful I ain't sent to the centre Yes sir, thank you, yes I'm bless sir Wasteman, I ain't tryna roll to the next job! Like I rolled to last, to get thrown on my ass in the same month Sweating, grafting on some pagan bastards day off! I ain't doing enough right now 'Til you see me bug out and lose my fucking shit! Say I ain't doing enough right now 'Til you see me bug out and lose my fucking shit! Say I ain't doing enough right now 'Til you see me bug out and lose my fucking shit! Say I ain't doing enough right now 'Til you see me bug out and lose my fucking shit! 3 bill for the month and I reckon that's enough for 132 beers, 12 bottles of wine 2 litre bottles of spiced rum And the rest I can spend on noodles Housing benefit covers the rent And if it don't, then fuck it, I'm leaving I ain't dealing with none of this healthy living anymore I can just sleep on the bus I got 3 GCSE's, could give a fuck about thinking too much My heads such a mess think I need PIP I've been fucking dead since CBBC So 'til the Queen, gives me a GBE Imma keep robbing from DWP So give me more money, more money, yes please I don't ask for much just enough to get me through the week And with all the gambling debts And ticks for shots coming for my neck What's 300 a month gonna do to prevent my stress? I guess, I best Get a sick note and tell 'em I'm depressed A broken systems biggest threat is a starving nation regret And oh boy, the masses are fuming But 'til the revolution is televised I'll be on UC, with a beer, watching movies Gimme the loot Cos I need it Money and cash, run it and dash Welfare or wealth fearing? Don't give me that look Don't ask reasons Poor when I was born And I'm still teefing So just give me the P's So I can break even for the weekend And spend all my dole in one evening And 'til I go mental I got three, five scores on my sanctions And I'm thankful I ain't sent to the centre Yes sir, thank you, yes I'm bless sir Wasteman, I ain't tryna roll to the next job! Like I rolled to last, to get thrown on my ass in the same month Sweating, grafting on some pagan bastards day off! I ain't doing enough right now 'Til you see me bug out and lose my fucking shit! Say I ain't doing enough right now 'Til you see me bug out and lose my fucking shit! Say I ain't doing enough right now 'Til you see me bug out and lose my fucking shit! Say I ain't doing enough right now 'Til you see me bug out and lose my fucking shit! ...