[Intro] Yo, listen Serious They're not ready for this one Lock in [Verse 1] Man are too soft, like tissue Got a new problem, a new issue Every single day, another new rule Tryna tell me what to say, think I'm a fool? I'm from the ends, we speak our mind You're just a keyboard warrior, left behind Chatting bare 'isms and 'phobias, it's peak Your whole argument is just weak [Chorus] They're just snowflakes, melt in the sun Can't take a joke, always on the run Tryna get a man cancelled off the map But your fake outrage is a trap This ain't a safe space, this is the mic I'll say what I want, what I like This is the anti-cancel sound We're holding our ground, won't be shut down [Verse 2 (Fast Flow)] (Yo, speed it up, look) I'm sick of the rhetoric, better get a medic, 'cause your whole movement is pathetic It's all predictable, nothing original, acting like you're invincible But you're just a fraud, man, you're just a clone Begging for attention on your phone Tryna put a man on the ropes With a couple of quotes and some false hopes I'm not intimidated by the little mob you got I'm on the block, I'm setting it hot I'm a lyrical problem, you'll never solve it You're just a hypocrite, man, just dissolve it Running your mouth with the critical theory But in the real world, you're just looking weary I'm the antithesis, I'm the one who's breaking the spell You can try to cancel me? Go to hell. [Verse 3] Ten years back, you find an old tweet Build a whole case, think you can't be beat But you're just a pagan, a virtue signaller In real life, you're just a whimpering whiner I'm unapologetic, I won't apologise For seeing through the nonsense in your eyes This is grime, it's raw, it's not polite I'll spray my bars all through the night [Chorus] They're just snowflakes, melt in the sun Can't take a joke, always on the run Tryna get a man cancelled off the map But your fake outrage is a trap This ain't a safe space, this is the mic I'll say what I want, what I like This is the anti-cancel sound We're holding our ground, won't be shut down [Verse 4] So this is the last send, the final warning While you're still mourning, a new day is dawning We're taking the power back, forget your new-speak We're the lions, you're the sheep, meek Your ideology is a house of cards Fallin' down, leavin' nothin' but shards I'm on a different level, a different flight We stand for the real, you run and hide Big man ting, I ain't part of the crowd I'll say it again and I'll say it out loud Allow all the whining, allow the division This is the final, lyrical decision. [Outro] Yeah Tired of it Allow all that wasteman chat Get out of here Dun.
