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[Verse] Dear British Empire, I wanna be like you See, I respect your gangster and the way you bruddas move I'm tryna land in every city and tell these people what to do I'm the leader and I'll shoot anybody that refuse D'you know what, fuck it, I'm going mad if he refuses I'll buss the door and I'll take everything that fucker produces Might even dress like one of them so they can look for a Judas And make him kill his own brother, leave thesе idiots clueless Raised with trappеrs and shooters It's kill or be killed, that's why we stand on business When we need help, we'll bring 'em in and tell 'em they're official When we don't need them, send 'em back, but thank you for your input Close the window, man, the microphone is picking up the Windrush We run this ting but I still hear 'em talking shit I might just do 'em like the Yemenis in 1966 Make 'em cool down, literally, and slap 'em in a fridge Take the rest into the basement and start cutting off their dicks Or should we starve 'em like the Irish and make 'em work for peanuts? And then raise the price of peanuts so we import them for cheaper? Feeling like a young Charles Trevelyan with all these procedures If you're bad then come to my side and I can show you evil Or just don't let 'em have it, yeah, let's starve 'em like the Bengal Famine I might just start cutting my ties with all these dirty Pakis Split 'em up by drawing up a line on where the map is And do it all in half an hour like I'm Cyril Radcliffe Dear British Empire, I wanna be like you And make everyone I hate become my bitch and clean my shoes Have my people think I can't lose and hide 'em from the truth I'm the leader and I'll shoot anybody that refuse I took Rebecca out to eat because she loves me I made a joke on how she can't handle spice, poppadoms and chutney Her mother's so lovely, it feels homely when she hugs me But I know deep down her father doesn't want me in this country Listen, you fat prick, we never had to touch no vindaloo's or chicken korma's You made us water down our dishes when you touched our borders I ain't no hypocrite so I ain't stamping on this coca I've got the purest of the purest when I serve your daughter And EDL is just a twist of what there once was You sent the National Front to stab my grandma at the bus stop It was you who made my uncle keep the hammer in the glove box Cah you sliced him on his hand and followed any trace of blood drops You brought my people to this country 'cause your hands weren't enough So when we bring over our cousins, why'd you kick up a fuss? You smuggled opium into China just to hook 'em on drugs So they can trade it with the tea that you can put in your mugs, you mugs I hope by now you understand what I've been tryna say That we're the products of the own games you tried to play You tried to hold us down but God accepts the price we paid And now we're back on top, your grandson feels a type of way Dear British Empire, I wanna be like you See, I respect your gangster and the way you bruddas move I'm tryna land in every city and tell these people what to do I'm the leader and I'll shoot anybody that refuse After careful consideration, fuck tryna be like you But I'll still thank you deep down because you taught us how to move See, now you've crumbled to the ground because we had nuttin to lose But karma's a horrible bitch and she's coming out for you But to the British people of today, just know we see no issue In flying the country's flag, matter of fact, I'll even fly it with you I hate the fact they call you racist just because you hold your pride They throw the bad apples on the cover and make you pick a side I got brothers that are white, mate, it's 2025 Governments conquer by dividing but today we draw the line Let's just take time to understand each other and I reckon we'll be fine I only wrote this song for all the people that's fuelling the divide This is for those who's using all the stuff that's happening as an excuse To show their hate to other races and cower behind the accused This is for entertainment companies that brand themselves as news Who hate to see us getting along, that's why they love to pick and choose In that sense, I think we're very much alike I know your history and the views you hold today just don't align That's why we support your pride, raise your flags, lads, you'll be fine We're standing with you side-by-side, yours sincerely, Sliime