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Your son not You Innit

2024-04-20

Lyrics

You think it's all "you," duncan? (It's not) All "you, you, you", think you a funny man? Well, let me break it down, nice and clear, (Yeah) So you can finally drop that sneer! [Verse 2] You say it's "you," like it's some joke, (Are you thick, man?) But I'll prove you wrong, I'll make you choke! (Das rite) Listen close, don't you dare interrupt, (No interruptions) Before I lay it down, drop the truth abrupt! (Silly Duncan) Suppose "this man" refers to me, oh no, (oh no) Then "this man's father" is my father, yo (wrong choice) But "my father's son" is surely me, Then the line means "my father is me," don't you see? (Thick man) But hold up, Duncan, that's just absurd, (innit) A contradiction that can't be cured! So let's try again, use some common sense, (He's thick, man) And stop this nonsense, this pretense! You're gas-lighting me, playing with my mind, (goin crazy) But I won't falter, won't be left behind! It's not a joke, not some big troll, (it's not a joke!) I'll make you see, I'll make you withdraw! (It's over!) Who's paying you to say it's "you"? (He's getting payed) You're blinded by lies, you haven't got a clue! (No clue) But I won't back down, won't let you win, I'll keep on fighting, till the truth sinks in! (Truth fam) You bring up "third person perspective," like it's some kind of shield, But let me tell you, Duncan, it's a battlefield (No games!) Just because it's third person, don't mean it's true, (He's thick in the head!) You're grasping at straws, trying to misconstrue. (Stop trolling!) And as for the claim, about the man's father's identity, Let me remind you, it's mere absurdity. (Pure nonsense) If it's not about the man himself, why mention "this man" at all? Your argument crumbles, it's about to fall. (Man's illogical!) You're gas-lighting me, playing with my mind, But I won't falter, won't be left behind! (He's getting paid to say it!) It's not a joke, not some big troll, (Stop trolling fam!) I'll make you see, I'll make you withdraw! (You're trolling!) Now, let's switch gears, let's take a dive, Into the truth, let's make it thrive. If "this man" is your son, then see, "My father's son" refers back to me. So "I am myself," it's crystal clear, No contradiction, no need to fear. But you, oh you, you're blind as a bat, Stuck in your ways, can't see where you're at.