Luyện nghe bài hát You Need Me, I Don't Need You (Live Version)

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Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of making a new
a different show every night in front of a new crowd
That's you now, ciao, seems that life is 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 sing 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 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 me lazy
I won't put, give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of me

'Cause you need me, man, I need 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

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

And I won't be a product of my
My mind always be stronger than my songs are
believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Always read the stories you hear on Wikipedia
And musically I'm
I perform live, feels like 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 infected effected with the who of music
Who did it, who is it? Who's in it? Who? the hell does it matter? Chitter chatter
Don't matta Whatta yidda yidda dont matta to me
All I want is a bit of in me
To battle this freely
To be me in this needy world
Can you me?
Hey
So I keep singin
When I first started rappin shit I felt pressure from haters
Became with sadists and just developed a hater radar
I made for the
Kept my grime in the
Then I payed with remedy kickin rhymes the melody
Henesey shots and all these fools on the who said you got to be a gangsta now to raise the top
a normal casual usual everyday type of guy
My head in the sky Ed Sheeran urban angel ready to die
So see the signs to decide
Open your eyes and take a look and realize a arised from and as the mist clears I arise from my tomb in the skies
All alone alone
angel risin from the ashes
Surprisin no 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 makin love come give 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 need you
You need me, man, I need you at all
You need me, man, I don't 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 been burning, I've been burning on a spliff off high grade
My eyes are red I've been burning I've been burning burning

Now where I come burning weed it is a habit
A big fat bag of high grade weed I got to it
Cos if I don't have it in my I'm gonna panic
Cos like I said where I come from yeah smoking it is a
Yup to do the bun to blaze the place up in the hood one them things I like a ghetto man should
Whenever I'm smoking weed yes it me feel good
Yes high grade weed yes it makes me
Yes it is a drug and if I start to it I'mma turn into a thug
Where I come the talking could only get you mugged
Where I come from burning weed is a blessing 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 yes we burn 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 need you
You me man, my eyes are red
And you need me, I don't you
You me man, my eyes are red
You need me man, I need you
You need me man, I don't you

Yea

Cause with the lyrics be aiming it right
I stop till my name's in lights
At stadium heights with Damien
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 anything but a
Yep The over 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 done about a thousand shows
But I haven't got a plus I live on the couch
So you can be the lyrics I'm singing them 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 the future holds
Cause it's 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 you'll get none, you're
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 what held me back with 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 I don't even know what atlas is
Hard bars, sharp a cactus is
I'm back to rapping back to
I'll be practicing now I'm to singing this

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

I'll keep my last name forever keep the pretty basic
Gonna be into other people's tunes when I chase it
And replace it with the elephant in the room a facelift
Into rappers shoes using new laces
CD's from my rucksack aiming for the papers
Selling CD's my rucksack aiming for the majors
Nationwide tour 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 a choir boy in a Fenchurch tee
I'm the same as a year ago
But more people me though
According to the MySpace and YouTube
I'm always doing shows if I'm not I'm in the
Truly broke, never growing up, call me
Melody maker
Reading all the
They say I'm up and coming like I'm fucking in an

Cause 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 don't you

You need me, man, I 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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