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Yeah Do you feel like me? Mate, do you see what I see? Picture me, sitting on a beach I had to break this down like food when you eat and See (Sea) in a calm place like streams Birds-eye-view now it's easy to see I read the system, HDD I had to go deep like death when you sleep see, G In the working class Here man are easily broke like glass and So many just wanna go get smashed With cash they have, cuz we ain't that flash I understand why man price up the crack Damn, got lifе in their hand But I guess we jus' wanna see heavеn I'm outside the chip-shop with ten man Who won't take you in, we won't do a thing bro If you just reflect then how you gonna win-dow? Mum weren't no bimbo That's why I sussed it out and I ain't been involved You wanna know why I wrote this CD? Friends died easy, it weren't easy I hope you're hearing my call like EE Cuz my flow's out of the world like ET Commentate but I ain't Barry Davis Britain on my page today it ain't Vegas I could take this soul and rage out a pagan But I'd rather focus flames on Satan Coz mum said air what you see Two elements my stairs to succeed Grime got us fiending bare for the greez Cuzz that's what sells to an Aryan teen So those that say that I preach in abundance Don't understand like whores wanting husbands Bare man getting dough off black culture I'm involved and so ain't that a conundrum Black Lives Matter, one battle I'm running All Lives Matter, two battles I'm runnin' ISIS ain't real it's bluffing But we're gonna post to post to do nothing So you can't say its the same old talk Friends went pen it's the same old talk She gets pregnant, same old talk Dads not around it's the same old talk Disease and war, it's the same old talk Hear racism, the same old talk The reason that it's the same old talk Coz we call but you pick up to media haurs And I guess that's why I stopped eating goat I don't trust the system now it's so broke I was in the hospital like Kanye On my last resort just like Papa Roach And that's why I wrote 'Drugs on Tap' Man U, you must think my Arsenal's mad I'm going in, self-medicated on Google The food made me sick no rap And you wonder why I feel 'Caught in the Web' Like 'Golliwog' 'cause my skin's still lead 'Coming of Age in Britain' 'It's Hard' With 'Drugs on Tap' and unnecessary death 'Materialism' got us on 'Greed' 'Love's hard in this times', the world is diseased I'm an outlaw tryin' to be 'Indie-pendant' All we got left is 'H.O.P.E' I got no bars on my phone I'm not under the Periscope I Got my face in real book And I only tweet cause I have to expose No Signal Drop Me out Drop me out of the roam I get air but least I don't choke It seems they got bare man here by the throat I'm a novelist, I still spit for the fun of it But I got depth right under it If you didn't understand me before This is when you discover it I woke up one day to the system That's fake and I gained some wisdom And I saw we was mad and skint Let my bars get you out of the prison Let's take it deeper This is where I put demon's in sleepers I'm gonna wake you up like a beeper Black and British but I don't feel either My career's not FIFA But I planned it from the start like the redeemer I'm a poet with the fire like sheesha Change your whole mind-frame not FEMA It's clear that we took it too far Too many stars and the streets like Nam (Vietnam) But I flow calm, got years on my palm Sick of the police and sick of the charts But it took years for my brain to get calm And now I got material but they're not garms Here poor guys will die for one qualm And kids have blood on their palms it's so dark 'nd That's why I'm in to meditation There's opportunity but no patience This land's foolery is so blatant But cash in any situation brings Satan So a guy in the Amazon basin Might be happier than in our arrangement, huh Rap is frustration But where we gonna go from guns and drug patients In the Western world though everything's fake From your social page to food on your plate We've run away so far from human And created divisions like a game Flow so sick so they gotta see me Life don't work in this pyramid scheme I'm livin' in a place that's OCD Where there's always something else we wanna be We're in a country with bare cash We should help the third world, but we just scrap Keyboard warriors wanna chat When we need solutions, like contacts Can't control cause, reactions you can Most want a kid, but it's more than a pram That's why the world's like a rave full of man I'm just tryna educate like my gran It don't need to be shades to the sun Blades to a gun, so I can't change for the funds So I've become that conscious soldier That's why I got a bait name, no gun Ain't got a stick man, think they can hang man It's a plan man, I got a kick like Van Damme I could've nearly died like a bad crash But you can't fear the system like the Sandman So fuck these industry demons I made my own company, I'm eatin' Sign for nice dough like kneading, 'nd It's like Big Brother but you ain't leaving I put down the reefer, no Khalifa Never been a follower either; just a leader Fam, you'll go mad like Ibiza If you don't escape the heat like a fever Coz' man are snitchin' on bros, 'nd Puttin' you down on tracks so they blow Girls learn quick there's fame with no clothes Everyone's got their heads in their phone So I can't chat to those who gloat about throwing knowledge they know I'm sittin' here, bare bars like a prison But I can't connect to most like a ghost Dog-eat-Dog, we're taught that goal Til we divide and they're chippin our bones They need us to need them to grow It's like dope you know, don't you know? It's like waves to your head no vogue Stop your penile gland from bellin' home They don't want us gettin' rich with dough So they keep our state of mind ghetto But I went Uni, accepted the debt And now bro I can sense I'm ahead Now beats are easy to bless Cause I studied in A-class, no meth Had the same chance as men who went pen Update my soul not just Twitter statements I wanna better life, that's not dead Trust i'm what the kids will hype up next We spend lives, waitin' in line Waitin' for a right time for a right time Rushing to get older before time Waiting for love, waiting for right signs Waiting in line for a piece of the pie Fuck waitin', I ain't waitin' to die! Waiting to fix what we don't think's right Nah I think that now is the time So I got no bars on my phone I'm not under the Periscope I got my face in real book And I only tweet cause I have to expose No Signal Drop Me out Drop me out of the roam I get air but least I don't choke It seems they got bare man here by the throat I'm a novelist, I still spit for the fun of it But I got depth right under it If you didn't understand me before This is when you discover it I woke up one day to the system That's fake and I gained some wisdom And I saw we was mad and skint Let my bars get you out of the prison
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