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

See, I'm true, my songs are my heart is
I'm glue, I stick to other artists
I'm not you, now would be disastrous
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 call me lazy
I won't stay put, me the chance to be free
sadly seems to sort of suffocate me

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

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I sing and my own tune
And I write my own Hell
Don't need another word-smith to make my tune
Call yourself a singer-writer. You're just
Your name's on the credits and you didn't write
I sing fast, I that 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 last if I'm on a crack pipe

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

And all I in this 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 does it matter?
chatter don't matter what a
Yidda yidda yadda don't to me
All I is a bit of dignity in me
To battle this freely
To be me in this seedy needy
Can you me?
Hey
So I singin that
When I first started this rappin shit I pressure from haters
Became with sadists and just developed a hater radar
I made for the
my grime in the dark
Then I payed with remedy kickin rhymes with the
Henesey shots and all these fools on the block who said you got to be a gangsta now to the top
Just a normal usual everyday type of guy
My head in the sky Ed Sheeran urban angel comin 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 in the skies
All alone stars
Urban risin from the ashes
no haters guiding
Now steady

You can find me in da club bottle full of bub mummy I got da x an they into takin drugs and they having sex and they makin love come me a hug if you're into getting rough
You can find me in the 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 need me, man, I don't you
You need me, man, I don't you at all
You need me, man, I need you

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

Now where I come from burning it is a habit
A big fat bag of high weed I got to have it
Cos if I have it in my pocket I'm gonna panic
Cos like I said where I come yeah smoking it is a habit
Yup to do the bun to blaze the up in the hood one them things I inherited like a ghetto man should
Whenever I'm smoking yes it makes me feel good
Yes high grade weed yes it makes me
Yes it is a drug and if I to smoke it I'mma turn into a thug
Where I come from the talking only get you mugged
I come from burning weed is a blessing from above
Where I come from yes we burn it we listen rub a dove
Where I come after we burn it we has to make love
Where I come from yes we it when the sun starts shine
I blaze high grade all the time!

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

Yea

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

Rucksack with old
I rap with the cold flows, I'm back the old jokes
In fact you don't
On tracks I throw blows to 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 held me back with the women
I packaged the image, put in some content, then sold it back as a fact is this I'll end up dating 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
Hard bars, like a cactus is
I'm back to rapping to backers
I'll be now I'm back to singing this

'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 need me, man, I don't you

I'll my last name forever keep the genre pretty basic
Gonna be breaking into other people's when I chase it
And replace it with the elephant in the room with a
another rappers shoes using new laces
Selling CD's my rucksack aiming for the papers
Selling CD's from my rucksack for the majors
tour with Just Jack, soon as I get the bus back
Clean cut kid a razor for the mustache
I hit back when the pen me
I'm still a choir boy in a tee
I'm still the same as a ago
But people hear me though
According to the and YouTube videos
I'm always shows if I'm not I'm in the studio
Truly broke, never growing up, me Rufio
music maker
Reading all the
say I'm up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator

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

You need me, man, I need 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

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