Now I’m in town, break it down
Thinking of making a new sound
Playing a different show every night
In front of a new crowd
That’s you now, ciao
Seems that life is great now
See me lose focus, as I sing to you loud
I can’t, no, I won’t hush
I say the words that make you blush
I’m gonna sing this now
See, I’m true, my songs are where my heart is
I’m like glue, I stick to other artists
I’m not you, now that would be disastrous
Let me sing and do my thing
And move to greener pastures
See, I’m real, I do it all, it’s all me
I’m not fake, don’t ever call me lazy
I won’t stay put
Give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me
Cos You need me man, i dont need you,
You need me, man, i dont need you,
You need me, man, i don't need you at all,
You need me, man, i don't need you,
You need me, man, i don't need you,
You need me, man, i don't need you,
You need me, man, i don't need you at all,
You need me,
I sing, I write my own tune and
I write my own hell,
Don't need another wordsmith
to make my tune sell
Call yourself a singer-writer
You’re just bluffing
Your name’s on the credits
And you didn’t write nothing
I sing fast
I know that all my shit’s cool
I will blast
And I didn’t go to Brit School
I came fast with the way I act, right
I can’t last, if I’m smoking on a crack pipe
I won’t be a product of my genre
My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Always read the stories that you hear in Wikipedia
And musically I’m demonstrating
When I perform live, feels like I am meditating
Times at The Enterprise when some fella filmed me
‘A young singer-writer like a Gabriella Cilmi’
Cos You need me man, i dont need you,
You need me, man, i dont need you,
You need me, man, i don't need you at all,
You need me, man, i don't need you,
You need me, man, i don't need you,
You need me, man, i don't need you,
You need me, man, i don't need you at all,
You need me,
And all i want in this cold world
Is to make music
And use it, not to abuse it
And get infected, Defected
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 Chatter don't matter,
What a Yidda Yidda Yatta
It don't matter to me,
All i want is a bit of dignity
You need to battle this industry
Freely to be me, in this CD needy world can you hear me,
Hey!
So i keep singing that,
When i first started this rapping shit,
I felt Pressure from haters
Became invaded with sadist
And just developed a hater rador
Im made for the stars, Pay my grind in the dark
And they came with the remedy kicking rhymes,
With the melody hennesy shots,
And all these fools on the block,
Who said you've gotta be a Gangster now,
to raise to the top,
Im just a normal, casual, usual,
everyday type of guy with my head in the sky,
Ed sheeran urban angel comming ready to die,
So see the signs stand at the side open your eyes,
And take a look and realise
The ressurection arised and theres a missed clears
I arised from my tomb in the sky
I'm all alone, a lone star, urban angel
Raising from the ashes, suprising no haters,
Guiding or moving steady now.
You can find me in the club, Bottle full of bub
Look mami i got the X if you into taking Drugs
Im into having Sex, i ain't into making love,
So come give me a hug if your into getting rough
You can find me in the club, Bottle full of bub
Look mami i got the X if you into taking Drugs
Im into having Sex, i ain't into making love,
So come give me a hug if your into getting rough
Ah huh ah hu oooh
Ah huh ah hu oooh
'Cos you need me, man, i don't need you,
'Cos you need me, man, i don't need you,
'Cos you need me, man, i don't need you,
'Cos you need me, man, i don't need you,
'Cos you need me, man, i don't need you,
'Cos you need me, man, i don't need you,
My eyes are red, I've been burning, I've been burning,
My eyes 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 of your high grade
My eyes are red, I've been burning, I've been burning
RASTAMAN TIME!
Now where i come from burning weed it is a habit,
A big fat bag of high grade weed i've got to have it
cos if i dont have it in my pocket im gonna panic
cos like i said where i come from smoking is a habit
yeah
We'll do da bun in da place up in the hood
one of the ings ive inherited like a ghetto man should
one of the things of smoking weed yes it makes me feel good
Burning high grade Sensimilla yes it makes me feel
But me is a man ah talk about Sensimilla is a drug
and if i start to smoke it im gonna turn into a thug
but come from that they talk can only get you mugged
but come from burning weed is a blessing from above
but come from yes we bun it when we listen rub a dub
but come from yes we bun it after just a make love
but come from yes we bun it when the sun starts shine
i blaze A grade weed all the time
now my eyes are red
'Cos you need me, man, i dont need you
You need me man
My eyes are red
'Cos you need me, man, i dont need you at all
You need me man
My eyes are red
'Cos you need me, man, i dont need you
You need me man
My eyes are red
'Cos you need me, man, i dont need you
you need me man i dont need you at all,
You need me i dont need you
