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Now I'm in town, it down, thinking of making a new sound
a different show every night in front of a new crowd
That's you now, ciao, seems that is great now
See me focus, as I sing to you loud
And I can't, no, I hush
I'll say the words that you blush
I'm gonna sing now

See, I'm true, my songs are where my is
I'm like glue, I stick to other
I'm not you, now that would be
Let me and do my thing and move to greener pastures
See, I'm real, I do it all, all me
I'm not fake, don't ever call me
I stay put, give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly to sort of suffocate me

'Cause you me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't you
You me, man, I don't need you at all
You me, man, I don't need you

You need me, man, I need you
You need me, man, I need you
You need me, man, I need you at all
You me

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I sing and write my own
And I write my own Hell
Don't need another to make my tune sell?
Call a singer-writer. You're just bluffing
name's on the credits and you didn't write nothing
I sing fast, I know that all my shit's
I will blast and I didn't go to Brit
I came fast with the way I act,
I can't if I'm smoking on a crack pipe

And I won't be a of my genre
My mind always be stronger than my songs are
Never the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Always read the that you hear on Wikipedia
And I'm demonstrating
When I perform live, feels I am meditating
Times at The Enterprise when some fella me
'A young singer-writer like Gabriella

And all I want in cold world
Is to make music and use it not to abuse it and get effected with the who's who of music
Who did it? Who is it? in it?
Or what the hell does it
Chitter chatter don't matter a
yidda yadda don't matta to me
All I want is a bit of in me
To this industry freely
To be me in seedy needy world
Can you me?
Hey
So I singin that
When I first started this rappin shit I felt pressure from
Became invaded sadists and just developed a hater radar
I for the stars
Kept my in the dark
Then I with remedy kickin rhymes with the melody
Henesey shots and all these on the block who said you got to be a gangsta now to raise the top
Just a casual usual everyday type of guy
My head in the sky Ed Sheeran urban angel ready to die
So see the signs plan to
Open your eyes and take a look and realize a resurrection's from and as the mist clears I arise from my tomb in the skies
All alone stars
angel risin from the ashes
Surprisin no haters
Now steady

You can find me in da club bottle full of bub mummy I got da x an they takin drugs and they having sex and they makin love come give me a hug if you're into getting rough
You can find me in the club club bottle full a bubbly I got da x and they takin drugs and they havin sex and they makin love come gimme a hug if you're into getting rough

You need me, man, I don't you
You me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me, man, I don't you

My eyes are red, been burning, I've been burning
My eyes are red, I've been burning, I've been
My are red I've been burning, I've been burning on a spliff off your high grade
My eyes are red I've burning I've been burning burning burning

Now where I come from burning weed it is a
A big fat bag of high grade I got to have it
Cos if I don't have it in my pocket I'm gonna
Cos like I said where I come from smoking it is a habit
Yup to do the bun to blaze the place up in the hood one things I inherited like a ghetto man should
Whenever I'm smoking yes it makes me feel good
Yes high grade weed yes it me feel
Yes it is a drug and if I start to smoke it I'mma into a thug
Where I come from the talking only get you mugged
Where I come from burning weed is a blessing from
I come from yes we burn it when we listen rub a dove
Where I come from after we it we has to make love
Where I come from yes we burn it when the sun shine
I blaze high grade all the time!

Now my are red
Cause you need me, I don't you
You need me man, my are red
You need me man, I need you
You me man, my eyes are red
And you need me, I need you
You me man, my eyes are red
You need me man, I don't you
You need me man, I don't you

Yea

Cause the lyrics I'll be aiming it right
I stop till my name's in lights
At stadium with Damien Rice
On red carpets, now I'm on Nights
Because I'm young and all my brothers give me advice
nighter, short height and I gone hyper
Never be but a singer-songwriter
Yep The over but now I'm on a new level
Watch how I step on the track without a pedal
People that I'm bound to blow up
I've done about a thousand shows
But I haven't got a house plus I on the couch
So you can be the when I'm singing them out
(Wow)
From day one, I've been
vo5 wax for my ginger hair
So now I'm back to the sofa, giving a dose of what the holds
Cause it's day

Rucksack with old
I rap with the cold flows, I'm back the old jokes
In fact you know
On tracks I blows to make my punchlines relevant
If you can't keep up get none, you're celibate
My flow's developing, lacks the melanin
Give me a of adrenaline and I get it in
Do it for the hell of it cause since I hit the mainstream with the A Team I seem to sell a bit
I took what held me back with the
I packaged the image, put in some content, then sold it back as a gimmick fact is this I'll end up dating actresses wake up on dirty mattresses, I i'll need to practice this
But I make happen, call me a laxative
World's on my shoulders I don't even know atlas is
bars, sharp like a cactus is
I'm back to rapping back to
I'll be practicing now I'm to singing this

'Cause you need me, man, I don't you
You need me, man, I don't you
You me, man, I don't need you, at all
You need me, man, I don't you

I'll keep my last name forever keep the pretty basic
be breaking into other people's tunes when I chase it
And replace it with the elephant in the with a facelift
Into another rappers using new laces
Selling CD's from my rucksack aiming for the
Selling from my rucksack aiming for the majors
tour with Just Jack, soon as I get the bus back
Clean cut kid without a razor for the
I hit back the pen hurts me
I'm still a choir boy in a tee
I'm the same as a year ago
But more people me though
to the MySpace and YouTube videos
I'm always doing shows if I'm not I'm in the
Truly broke, growing up, call me Rufio
Melody music
Reading all the
say I'm up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator

Cause you need me, man, I need you
You me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I need you, at all
You me, man, I don't need you

You me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I need you
You me, man, I don't need you, at all
You need me, man, I need you

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