Posh Boy
[Intro]
Is this thing on? Oh Good
Good day, this is Sir ShaoDow The 3rd Esquire
Now, some people think that I am too posh to be a rapper
This makes me frightfully upset
When I get upset I’m afraid I have to start killing MC’s lyrically
So please mind what you say, you wouldn’t want the posh boy to embarrass you now
Would you?

[Hook]
I’m like 23 oil wells mixed with a lighter
Don’t make the posh boy bite ya
You need a reminder
I be the high class rhymer
Spit wicked in a five star diner
Don’t make the posh boy bite ya
You need a reminder
I be the high class rhymer
Stop hating, you should be kinder
Don’t let my butler find ya
You need a reminder
I be the high class rhymer
Smash hits with your Fine Bone China
On a mic I’m no minor
Don’t make me remind ya
I be the high class rhymer
[Verse 1]
I’m on a country club thing
Thorough bred jumping
Caviar, ackie, saltfish and the dumpling

(Pulllllll Upppp
I Say! Would you mind pulling that up for me?
There’s a good chap)

I’m on a country club thing
Thorough bred jumping
Caviar, ackie, saltfish and the dumpling
River boat punting, sound bwoy hunting
Back of the horse the foxes say nothing …
One thing
If you’re thinking that I’m posh then you best watch fore you get lyrically shot
While I play squash with Toffs in Billericay
Dropping the flows on the spot while I’m chilling on my yacht
I Say! Forget Mace get an Earl Grey to the face
Put the best lace on your grave
I’ll make you pay like the state won’t educate
Aim for the cake that the maid baked
Separate fakes from my space
Like the great gates on the way to the lake
Based at my Eight Acre Estate
Hate cos it is bate
Ya apes cannot relate
Aristocratic rap fanatic, ah
[Bridge]
Don’t make the Posh Boy bite ya
I be the high class rhymer
Don’t make the Posh Boy bite ya
I be the high class rhymer

[Hook]
I’m like 23 oil wells mixed with a lighter
Don’t make the posh boy bite ya
You need a reminder
I be the high class rhymer

Spit wicked in a five star diner
Don’t make the posh boy bite ya
You need a reminder
I be the high class rhymer

Stop hating, you should be kinder
Don’t let my butler find ya
You need a reminder
I be the high class rhymer

Smash hits with your Fine Bone China
On a mic I’m no minor
Don’t make me remind ya
I be the high class rhymer
[Verse 2]
I be the upper class mutterer
Tea scone butterer
Run more pens than the Governor
You’ll discover the real if you peel off the vinyl
Blue blood comes from the ink in my biro
Rivals better recognise my title
Be polite because etiquette is very vital
And I’m liable to switch and hit you when you’re idle
With my bike, thats what you call a vicious cycle
Ah, ah, I’m spreading like a viral
Have the bass wobbling the place like a trifle ..
Don’t try force me we're not in Hyrule
I’m back on the track kinda like a spinal
Till the very final
You can bring all your battle talk
And let me lay it down like the salad fork
I’m a high class lyricist kill ‘em quick
Leave you with a stiff upper lip like you hit a fist

[Bridge]
Don’t make the Posh Boy bite ya
I be the high class rhymer
Don’t make the Posh Boy bite ya
I be the high class rhymer
Yo