Well, me hear folks tellin’ me them Biskit Blues ‘in’t bad

Yeah, me hear folks tellin’ me them Biskit Blues ‘in’t bad

Bad Biskit Blues most worse me ever had.

 

Well, me told mi bitch to make me cup o’ tea

Milk, two sugars in mi Yorkshire tea

“You make your own and one for me,” says she.

 

Now you know me, me top dog gangsta man

Haddlesey Massive Boss is what me am

So me made her one and then one for mi gran.

 

Quiet as mouse me opened biskit tin

Then “What the fuck!”, inside the biskit tin

Mornin’ Coffee and dem was wafer fin.

 

Me finkin’ “Where’s mi Kit Kats, Oreos?

Hob Nobs, Boasters or them Dominos?”

Me finkin’ then, me ate ‘em long ago.

 

Me finkin’ too mi bitch forgot to buy

Mi biskits what me like for I ‘n’ I

Dis the stuff to make a gangsta cry.

 

Well, me hear folks tellin’ me them Biskit Blues ‘in’t bad

Yeah, me hear folks tellin’ me them Biskit Blues ‘in’t bad

Bad Biskit Blues most worse me ever had.