Stay for the Ride

I'm from a council estate, and I didn't have a pound to me name

And I didn't like school much neither, so we hung around town in the rain

I was listening to Definitely Maybe, I just wanna make an album the same

Same time, I was listening to 2Pac, and I couldn't get 'em outta me brain

Manchester, Manchester, I wanna make Noel and Liam proud

I feel just like Shaun Ryder, Ian Curtis, Ian Brown

I wish Tony Wilson could see me now, love and kisses to the old firm

I'ma carry on the very essence while I spread the message to the whole world

We was acting stupid, causing too much beef, clashes happened up in Newton Heath

We just wanted to be stupid teens, fuck it if somebody had to lose their teeth

Till I first rapped on a Luniz beat, can't remember now, it was a stupid free

But I realized I was fucking fire, and I should try, go pursue the dream

Till I got shook, nervous, what if they don't think it's perfect?

Who do I think I am? Why am I sat here tryna write these verses?

I was about to go and drop the pen and fold the pad up like my name was Hoyce Gracie

I could hear something in the distance, that shit was a voice saying

Don't run away, stay for the ride

Don't run away, stay for the ride

Don't run away, stay for the ride

Don't run away, stay for the ride, stay for the ride of your life

I am from a council estate, and I didn't have a pound to me name

And I didn't like school much neither, so I hung round town in the rain

I was listening to Definitely Maybe, I just wanna make an album the same

Same time, I was listening to 2Pac, and I couldn't get 'em outta me brain

Manchester, Manchester, home of the blues and the reds

If you seen what I seen where I came from, straight up, mate, you'd be losing your head

Ever since a was a yute on the ped, riding round with Unit and Ben

I knew the tunes would do me some good, didn't know it'd do me the best

Where I'm from, we're super depressed 'cause the food that we ate was paid for

With the same dough we shoulda used for the rent, that's why I make music, to vent

I came from the place of the gun smoke

And the rain drop

And the minimum wage jobs

No days we can take off

So it must be perfect

When I drop the shit, they can't swerve it

I know who I think I am when a man sat here tryna write these verses

I was just about to go and drop the pen and fold the pad up like my name was Hoyce Gracie

I could hear something in the distance, that shit was a voice saying

Don't run away, stay for the ride

Don't run away, stay for the ride

Don't run away, stay for the ride

Don't run away, stay for the ride, stay for the ride of your life

Don't run away, stay for the ride

Don't run away, stay for the ride

Don't run away, stay for the ride

Don't run away, stay for the ride, stay for the ride of your life