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

See, I'm true, my songs are my heart is
I'm like glue, I stick to artists
I'm not you, now that 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, don't ever call me
I stay put, give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of 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 don't you

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

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I and write my own tune
And I write my own verse?
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 write nothing
I sing fast, I know that all my shit's
I will blast and I didn't go to Brit
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 be stronger than my songs are
Never the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Always read the stories that you hear on
And I'm demonstrating
I perform live, feels like I am meditating
Times at The Enterprise some fella filmed 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 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 yadda dont matta to me
All I want is a bit of in me
To battle this industry
To be me in this needy world
Can you me?
Hey
So I keep that
When I first started this rappin I felt pressure from haters
Became invaded sadists and just developed a hater radar
I for the stars
Kept my in the dark
Then I payed with remedy rhymes with the melody
Henesey shots and all these fools on the block who you got to be a gangsta now to raise the top
Just a normal casual usual type of guy
My in the sky Ed Sheeran urban angel comin ready to die
So see the signs to decide
your eyes and take a look and realize a resurrection's arised from and as the mist clears I arise from my tomb in the skies
All alone stars
Urban angel risin the ashes
Surprisin no 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 sex and they 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 don't you
You need me, man, I don't you at all
You need me, man, I need you

My eyes are red, I've been burning, I've burning
My eyes are red, been burning, I've been burning
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 been burning burning burning

Now where I from burning weed it is a habit
A big fat bag of high grade weed I got to it
Cos if I don't it in my pocket I'm gonna panic
Cos like I said where I come from smoking 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 grade weed yes it makes me feel
Yes it is a drug and if I start to smoke it I'mma turn a thug
Where I come the talking could only get you mugged
Where I come from burning weed is a blessing from
Where I come from yes we burn it when we listen rub a
Where I come from after we it we has to make love
Where I from yes we burn it when the sun starts shine
I blaze high weed 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 need 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 the lyrics I'll be aiming it right
I won't stop till my in lights
At stadium heights with Damien
On red carpets, now I'm on Nights
Because I'm and all my brothers gonna give me advice
Long nighter, short height and I gone
Never be anything but a
Yep The over but now I'm on a new level
Watch how I step on the track without a loop
People think that I'm to blow up
I've done around about a thousand
But I haven't got a plus I live on the couch
So you can be the lyrics when I'm them out
(Wow)
From day one, I've been
With vo5 wax for my hair
So now I'm to the sofa, giving a dose of what the future holds
it's another day

Rucksack with old
I rap with the flows, I'm back with the old jokes
In you don't know
On I throw blows to make my punchlines relevant
If you can't up you'll get none, you're celibate
My flow's developing, skin lacks the
Give me a shot of and I get it in
Do it for the hell of it cause ever since I hit the mainstream with the A I seem to sell a bit
I took what held me back with the
I packaged the image, put in some content, then sold it back as a gimmick fact is this I'll end up dating actresses wake up on dirty mattresses, I think i'll to practice this
But I shit happen, call me a laxative
World's on my shoulders I 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 back to singing

you need me, man, I don't need 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

I'll keep my last name keep the genre pretty basic
Gonna be breaking into other tunes when I chase it
And replace it with the elephant in the room with a
Into rappers shoes using new laces
CD's from my rucksack aiming for the papers
Selling from my rucksack aiming for the majors
Nationwide with Just Jack, soon as I get the bus back
cut kid without a razor for the mustache
I hit when the pen hurts me
I'm still a choir boy in a tee
I'm the same as a year ago
But more people 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, call me
music maker
Reading all the
They say I'm up and coming like I'm in an elevator

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 need me, man, I don't you

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

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