Song Lyrics

Britain's broken up with me
We had our ups
But now it's broken down
Lemme break down the whole fuckery
F*ck buddies turned toxic
Intertwined now we got kids
Built her up she left me broke
I can't believe I let her f*ck with me

I was a mogul had the bling and the girls
Grit and the pearls
My stash was a quarter of the cash in the world
Then this stray pale chick came to trade
I laid with her, made me pay
She straight slithered
And then stayed I couldn't kick her out

She saw I was at war with myself
And I'm a fool
Couldn't decide who I was
So easy to divide and rule

Had me locked down
Beat me red and blue til I knew
Right was white and not brown
When they make you hate yourself
You hand over your crown
She moved in I was a guest
Unwanted in my own house

She stole my shit, broke my dick
Starved me, scarred me
Got paid off the same back she whipped
Watch my ass bleed, kept me hungry
Took my industry and independence from me
Took my dough, then lent me money
Pretending it was all to help me

Then she had beef with some German next man
I went to war for her twice, and lost my left hand
Asked her to leave
Protest peacefully I'll be the best man
She got violent
Ran off in the end 'cause she was stressed out
And then she went, she took a knife out from the bed stand
Carved a scar down my middle, just to leave me stretched out
I survived her attempt, a dead man
But the bleeding never ends, man
See my Kashmir jumper still stained red, man

She was gone though
Thought I was finally free
I tried get back on my feet
My phone flash and I see she keeps calling
Answer the phone she keeps bawling
Said she was broke and how she's living is appalling
She needs building up, and sorting
She told me that her soldiers have all fallen
Told me to rush like a wind bringing the warmth in
A sob story and I bought it

Felt good, she asked me to move in
Said together we could build a new ting
The truth is I looked up to her and needed soothing
I thought if she accepted me my worth would be proven
Yeah, new kids
Born in our house
A new movement
A future of mixed cultures
But I was so fucking stupid
Didn't stop to think how badly it would just confuse them
Like "Daddy, why does mum hate me?"
She looks and says "Who's this?"

I came home one day she changed the locks
My brown and white sepia sapna gone to pot
Says she blames me for how lately she's been feeling lost
How she ain't what she was and how our kids don't show no love
So now she's taking back control
And she wants me to f*ck off

Told the feds I'm dangerous, insane and trying kill her off
Had no time to explain to them, the snipers took their shots
I'm heartbroken and I'm homeless, forgotten who I was
Before I got told I'm only good for blood and sweat and cock
Britannia trying to thrown me out
Brittney baby please stop
I thought we had a special thing
I know that we can make it up
Brittney if you break up with me then I might just break up

This will either be the end of the or be the wake up
Brittania breaking up with me, this is the breakup

Rizwan Ahmed, Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan

The duration of The Breakup (Shikwa) is 3:30 minutes and seconds.