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
Playing a different show every night in of a new crowd
you now, ciao, seems that life is great now
See me focus, as I sing to you loud
And I can't, no, I hush
I'll say the words that you blush
I'm gonna this now

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

'Cause 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 me, man, I don't 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 write my own
And I write my own Hell
Don't need another word-smith to 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 blast and I didn't go to Brit School
I came fast the way I act, right
I can't if I'm smoking on a crack pipe

And I be a product of my genre
My mind will always be stronger than my are
believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Always read the stories that you 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 Gabriella Cilmi'

And all I want in this 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? Who's in it? Who? What the hell does it matter? Chitter
Don't matta Whatta yidda yidda dont matta to me
All I want is a bit of in me
To this industry freely
To be me in this seedy needy
Can you me?
Hey
So I keep that
When I first started this rappin shit I felt from haters
invaded with sadists and just developed a hater radar
I for the stars
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
Just a casual usual everyday type of guy
My in the sky Ed Sheeran urban angel comin ready to die
So see the plan to decide
Open your eyes and take a look and realize a resurrection's arised from and as the mist clears I from 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 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 mummy I got da x and 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 me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me, man, I need you

My are red, I've been burning, I've been burning
My eyes are red, I've been burning, I've 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 from weed it is a habit
A big fat bag of high grade I got to have it
Cos if I don't have it in my pocket I'm 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 I inherited 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 from the could only get you mugged
Where I come from burning weed is a blessing above
Where I come from yes we 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 burn it the sun starts shine
I blaze high weed all the time!

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

Yea

Cause with the lyrics I'll be aiming it
I won't stop till my name's in
At stadium with Damien Rice
On red carpets, now I'm on Arabian
Because I'm and all my brothers gonna give me advice
Long nighter, short height and I hyper
Never be anything but a
Yep The over but now I'm on a new level
Watch how I step on the without a loop pedal
People think that I'm bound to 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 when I'm singing them out
(Wow)
From day one, I've been
vo5 wax for my ginger hair
So now I'm back to the sofa, giving a dose of what the holds
Cause another day

Rucksack with old
I rap with the flows, I'm back with the old jokes
In fact you know
On tracks I blows to make my punchlines relevant
If you keep up you'll get none, you're celibate
My developing, skin lacks the melanin
Give me a shot of 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 it back as a gimmick 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, me a laxative
World's on my shoulders I don't even what atlas is
Hard bars, sharp like a is
I'm back to rapping back to
I'll be now I'm back to singing this

'Cause you 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 my last name forever keep 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
another rappers shoes using new laces
Selling CD's from my aiming for the papers
CD's from my rucksack aiming for the majors
Nationwide tour with Just Jack, soon as I get the bus
Clean cut kid without a for the mustache
I hit when the pen hurts me
I'm a choir boy in a Fenchurch tee
I'm still the as a year ago
But more people hear me
According to the MySpace and YouTube
I'm always shows if I'm not I'm in the studio
Truly broke, never growing up, call me
music maker
Reading all the
They say I'm up and coming I'm fucking in an elevator

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

You need me, man, I need you
You need me, man, I need you
You need me, man, I need you, at all
You need me, man, I need you

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