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

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

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

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I sing and my own tune
And I my own verse? Hell
need another word-smith to make my tune sell?
Call yourself a singer-writer. just bluffing
Your on the credits and you didn't write nothing
I sing fast, I know all my shit's cool
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 will always be stronger than my are
believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Always the stories that you hear on Wikipedia
And I'm demonstrating
When I perform live, feels I am meditating
Times at The when some fella filmed me
'A singer-writer like Gabriella Cilmi'

And all I want in this world
Is to music and use it not to abuse it and get infected effected with the who's who of music
Who did it? Who is it? in it?
Or what the does it matter?
Chitter chatter matter what a
Yidda yidda yadda matta to me
All I want is a bit of in me
To this industry freely
To be me in this needy world
Can you me?
Hey
So I keep that
When I first started this rappin shit I felt pressure haters
Became invaded with and just developed a hater radar
I for the stars
Kept my in the dark
Then I payed with remedy kickin rhymes with the
Henesey shots and all these fools on the 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 urban angel 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 I arise from my tomb in the skies
All alone stars
Urban angel risin the ashes
no haters guiding
Now movin'

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 me in the club club bottle full a bubbly mummy 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 me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I need you at all
You need me, man, I need you

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

Now where I come from weed it is a habit
A big fat bag of grade weed I got to have it
Cos if I have it in my pocket I'm gonna panic
Cos like I said I come from yeah 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 weed yes it makes me feel
Yes it is a drug and if I start to it I'mma turn into a thug
Where I come from the could only get you mugged
I come from burning weed is a blessing from above
Where I come from yes we 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 it when the sun starts shine
I blaze high weed all the time!

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

Yea

Cause the lyrics I'll be aiming it right
I won't stop till my in lights
At stadium heights Damien Rice
On red carpets, now I'm on Arabian
Because I'm and all my brothers gonna give me advice
nighter, short height and I gone hyper
Never be anything but a
Yep The over but now I'm on a new level
Watch how I step on the track a loop pedal
People think I'm bound to blow up
I've done around about a thousand
But I haven't got a house plus I live on the
So you can be the lyrics when I'm singing out
(Wow)
From day one, been prepared
With vo5 wax for my ginger
So now I'm back to the sofa, giving a dose of what the future
Cause another day

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

'Cause you need me, man, I don't 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

I'll keep my last forever keep the genre pretty basic
Gonna be breaking into other people's when I chase it
And it with the elephant in the room with a facelift
Into another rappers shoes new laces
Selling CD's from my aiming for the papers
Selling CD's from my 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 still the as a year ago
But more hear me though
to the MySpace and YouTube videos
I'm doing shows if I'm not I'm in the studio
broke, never growing up, call me Rufio
Melody music
all the papers
They say I'm up and coming like I'm fucking in an

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

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

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