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

1]
Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of a new sound
Playing a different show every night in front of a new
That's you now, ciao, seems that life is now
See me lose focus, as I to you loud
And I can't, no, I hush
I'll say the words that make you
I'm gonna this now

See, I'm true, my songs are where my is
I'm like glue, I stick to artists
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 won't put, give me the chance to be free
sadly seems to sort of suffocate me

'Cause 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 need me, man, I need you

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

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I sing and my own tune
And I write my own Hell
Don't need another to make my tune sell?
Call a singer-writer. You're just bluffing
Your name's on the credits and you didn't write
I fast, I know that all my shit's cool
I will blast and I didn't go to School
I fast with the way I act, right
I can't last if I'm smoking on a pipe

And I won't be a product of my
My mind will be stronger than my songs are
Never 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 some fella filmed me
'A young singer-writer like Cilmi'

And all I want in this world
Is to make and use it not to abuse it and get infected effected with the who's 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 yadda matta to me
All I want is a bit of in me
To battle this freely
To be me in seedy needy world
Can you me?
Hey
So I keep that
When I first started this rappin shit I felt pressure from
Became invaded 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 and all these fools on the block 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 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 my tomb in the skies
All alone stars
Urban risin from 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 into takin drugs and they having sex and they makin love come give me a hug if you're into getting
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 don't you at all
You need me, man, I don't you

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

Now where I come from weed it is a habit
A big fat bag of high 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 them I inherited like a ghetto man should
I'm smoking weed yes it makes me feel good
Yes high grade weed yes it makes me
Yes it is a drug and if I start to smoke it turn into a thug
Where I from the talking could only get you mugged
Where I from burning weed is a blessing from above
Where I come yes we burn it when we listen rub a dove
Where I come from we burn it we has to make love
Where I come from yes we it when the sun starts shine
I high grade weed all the time!

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

Yea

Cause with the lyrics I'll be aiming it
I won't stop my name's in lights
At heights with Damien Rice
On red carpets, now I'm on Arabian
Because I'm young and all my brothers gonna me advice
Long nighter, height and I gone hyper
Never be anything but a
Yep The over but now I'm on a new level
Watch how I on the track without a loop pedal
People think I'm bound to blow up
I've done around a thousand shows
But I haven't got a house plus I live on the
So you can be the lyrics I'm singing them out
(Wow)
From day one, been prepared
With vo5 wax for my hair
So now I'm to the sofa, giving a dose of what the future holds
Cause another day

Rucksack old clothes
I rap with the cold flows, I'm back with the old
In fact you don't
On tracks I throw blows to make my relevant
If you can't up you'll get none, you're celibate
My flow's developing, skin 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 with the A Team I seem to sell a bit
I took what held me 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 dating actresses up on dirty mattresses, I think i'll need to practice this
But I make shit happen, me a laxative
on my shoulders I don't even know what atlas is
Hard bars, like a cactus is
I'm back to rapping back to
I'll be practicing now I'm back to this

'Cause 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 need me, man, I need you

I'll my last name forever keep the genre pretty basic
Gonna be into other people's tunes when I chase it
And replace it with the in the room with a facelift
another rappers shoes using new laces
Selling from my rucksack aiming for the papers
Selling CD's from my aiming for the majors
Nationwide with Just Jack, soon as I get the bus back
Clean cut kid a razor 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 hear me
According to the MySpace and videos
I'm always shows if I'm not I'm in the studio
Truly broke, growing up, call me Rufio
music maker
Reading all the
They say I'm up and like 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 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 need me, man, I don't you

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