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

See, I'm true, my songs are where my is
I'm glue, I stick to other artists
I'm not you, now would be disastrous
Let me sing and do my thing and move to pastures
See, I'm real, I do it all, all me
I'm not fake, don't call me lazy
I won't stay put, me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to of suffocate me

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

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

And I be a product of my genre
My mind will always be than my songs are
Never believe the that fake guys feed to ya
read the stories that you hear on Wikipedia
And I'm demonstrating
When I perform live, feels like I am
at The Enterprise when some fella filmed me
'A singer-writer like Gabriella Cilmi'

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

You can find me in da bottle full of bub mummy I got da x an they into 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 need you
You me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me, man, I don't you

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

Now where I from burning weed it is a habit
A big fat bag of grade weed I got to have it
Cos if I don't have it in my I'm gonna panic
Cos like I said where I come from yeah 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 weed yes it me feel good
Yes high grade yes it makes me feel
Yes it is a drug and if I start to it I'mma turn into a thug
Where I from the talking could only get you mugged
Where I come from weed is a blessing from above
Where I come from yes we burn it when we 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 me, I don't need you
You me man, my eyes are red
You need me man, I don't you
You need me man, I need you

Yea

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

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

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

I'll keep my last name forever the genre pretty basic
be breaking into other people's tunes when I chase it
And replace it with the in the room with a facelift
Into another rappers shoes using new
Selling CD's from my rucksack for the papers
Selling CD's my rucksack aiming for the majors
Nationwide tour with Jack, soon as I get the bus back
Clean cut kid without a for the mustache
I hit back the pen hurts me
I'm still a choir boy in a tee
I'm still the same as a ago
But more people me though
to the MySpace and YouTube videos
I'm always doing if I'm not I'm in the studio
Truly broke, never growing up, me Rufio
Melody music
all the papers
They say I'm up and coming I'm fucking in an elevator

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

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

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