His Debut by The Big English Lyrics

It's the Big English, here to make his debut
With a 'God save the Queen', and a 'How do you do'
The British are the fathers of pomposity
But looking at our colonies, oh what an atrocity
You had the potential to be, something more for your Queen
But then you went and chose to be free
America independent
Australia federated
India liberated
They think they are innovative
We used to rule the world, but now we are divided
Engaging in wars that seem to be one-sided
And yet you see, Britain ends up victorious
Russia furious, England glorious
For it seems injurious, to have efforts laborious
And with no recognition... simply uproarious!
And it gets to the point where I'm beside myself with rage
So pass me the mic, and let me onstage
So I may educate, school if you will
These simpletons and their heads I will fill
With the bounties of knowledge, gained by the Brits
In the hope that not all will be nitwits
The point and the message that I will impart
Don't disregard The Big English
For this is just the start
And my rapping prowess is what sets me apart
My lyrics are fire, and my beats are like art