I'm Yorkshire - Nineties Boy, Deeks

Could be like Nineties Boy

You’ve never sworn in one of your songs

I’m like «No shit!»

Now we’ve got that out the way

So let me bury it, like I’mma gonna

Now I’m a blue-dabba-dee-dabba-dying-dabba-dee-aye

Why? Yeah, I’mma do it myself

See, I’m a not an, nah, I don’t need your help

I need a beat from my bro, I need a verse from Deeks

Need some gravy with my pudding sitting next to the beat

'Cause I’m Yorkshire

So Yorkshire

'Cause I’m Yorkshire

So Yorkshire

It’s D, you already know the rest

Don’t make me yell it out! I’m coming again

It’s me, dropping bangers, God, I’m dropping the jaws

Drop a bass line on 'em, now you’re rocking the walls

Now I’m knocking your door, with a kick in the snare

Make a racket like I kicked a drum kit down your stairs

Ow!

It don’t get no louder

OW!

You must know by now that

I’m Yorkshire

So Yorkshire

'Cause I’m Yorkshire

So Yorkshire

See, I’m a happy northern chappy, nowhere near been a thug

The only time I’m feeling bitter is when I’m down at the pub

'Cause I’m the next big thing that’s come out the city since Pickering

With a banger that will end up on eBay

EBuy, yeah, by gum! By yeah, 'cause, like

Who’s that boy from the north who be rapping like nah!

Can’t think of none neither

Hear me down south, they’d be like «What do you mean?»

So Yorkshire

'Cause I’m Yorkshire

So Yorkshire

When it goes off, we like to show off

Coming from the north, Yorkshire of course

Take a pause for the cause, take a sec to check it

'Cause we’re coming out swinging and you’re coming in second

Like, your wrist is looking bare, you know you need a watch

See, I’m barely looking back at them and trying to block me

Nah! You can’t stop me

Yeah! I’m on a roll now

I’m feelin' so hot I need to stop, drop and roll, OW!

So Yorkshire

'Cause I’m Yorkshire

So Yorkshire