Just Me

It was just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
It was just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just, Just , Just , Just
It was just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
It was just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just, Just , Just , Just

Im not a window shopper
I was on the inside looking out
My mum was too scared to let me play downstairs
So I had to find a whole new route (No doubt)
When I was 10 I got my first parker pen
I wrote down all the pain thats within
Because being locked down all summer holidays
I didnt get to see the things that I want to see
NO, hell no I cant stay in
And hit the streets Im over anticipating
To be a part of the noise that their making
But first thing though I need a gang
Because I heard you cant survive being one man
Its just me no paper my pen and my rucksack
I had to fight the guys who tried to jack that.

My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
It was just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just, Just , Just , Just
It was just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
It was just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just, Just , Just , Just
Just, Just , Just , Just

And yes i love hip hop
I remember the times i heard Pete Rock
But on my estate they done things a little different
They rapped over garage beats just to make them listen
And all the girls used to like it
So i would write more and more just to hype it
But when it came to touch the mic on a Friday
I would make an excuse just to get away
They loved Wiley i loved Nas
And nobody in my own ends knew i wrote bars
Then opportunities would come that i never took
Im just a guy who wrote his life in a note book
Its just me
And yo I had rhymes but didnt spit them
Because where I came from
I thought that my flows forbidden
Id give anything now just to make them listen
Staring in the mirror, didnt trust my own disposition.

My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
It was just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just, Just , Just , Just
It was just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
It was just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just, Just , Just , Just

And this could be you
I take a look at the watch, and time flew
I played the Pied Piper with no flute
Im just a mc who always stayed mute
Its only me that can hold me back
I stored my mind with some rhymes and ditched the rucksack
A new style new demeanour
Theyre getting keener
Now all they want is me on the feature (Cha)
And stage shows watch me bun it down
Im just a kid who had a dream from a bummy town
When i said i used to rap
They used to laugh out loud (lol)
Now my music hits the youths to the older crowds
So i see things more clear
Lets bum rush the industry and have a good year
I stepped out feet first without no fear
Feeling like a champion so make a toast yeah (yeah).

My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
It was just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just, Just , Just , Just
It was just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
It was just me
My paper my pen and my Rucksack
Just, Just , Just , Just