| I'm not a rapper I'm a singer with a flow
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| I've got a habit for spitting quicker lyrics you know
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| You'll find me ripping the written out of the pages they sit in
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| I never want to get bitten
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| 'Cause plagiarism is hidden
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| Watch how I sit on the rhythm
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| Prisoner with a vision
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| Signs of a label
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| But didn't listen to any criticism
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| Thought you knew but you didn't
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| So perk your ears up and listen
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| Studio is a system
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| And you could say that I'm driven
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| And now it's onto the next saga
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| We drink the best lager
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| I'll never try to win you over like your stepfather
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| I do my own thing now
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| And get respect after
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| And I'm avoiding the 'caine
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| Like it was Get Carter
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| For four years I never had a place to stay
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| But it's safe to say that it kept me grounded
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| Like a paper weight
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| At 16 years old yeah I moved out of my home
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| I was Macy Gray I tried to say goodbye and I choked
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| Went from sleeping at a subway station
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| To sleeping with a movie star
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| And adding to the population
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| Not my imagination
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| I don't wanna relax
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| Would it hurt your reputation if I put it on wax?
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| I take it back now
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| Mmmm come on and take it back, love
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| Come on and take it back for us
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| Don't you fade into the back, love
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| No
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| I take it back with the rhythm and blues
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| With my rap pack I'll be singing the news
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| Tryna act like Jack Black
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| When I bring it to school
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| I make a beat with my feet
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| By just hittin' the loop
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| Bringing the lyrics to prove
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| That I can fit in these shoes
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| I give you the truth through the vocal booth
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| And stars burst out on the scene
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| Like an opal fruit
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| They try to take aim like Beckham when he goes to shoot
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| But then again that's what they're supposed to do
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| And I'm supposed to be calm
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| I tattooed the lyrics onto my arm
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| Whispering everything that happens
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| Is from now on
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| I'll be ready to start again
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| By the end of the song
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| This is like claiming I handled it wrong
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| But then I've never had an enemy
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| Except the NME but I'll be selling
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| Twice as many copies as their magazines'll ever be
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| With only spectacles ahead of me
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| And festival fees are healthier than a Dalmatian on Pedigree
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| Singing for the masses rubber dingied rapids
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| I keep this rapping a habit and keep on fashioning magic
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| I'm battling for respect and I don't know if I have it
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| This song's from the heart cover the planet
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| I take it back now
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| Mmmm come on and take it back, love
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| Come on and take it back for us
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| Don't you fade into the back, love
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| No
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| And take it back now
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| Now I don't ever wanna be perfect
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| 'Cause I'm a singer that you never wanna see shirtless
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| And I accept the fact that someone's got to win worst dressed
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| Taking my first steps into the scene giving me focus
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| Putting on a brave face like Timothy Dalton
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| Considering a name change thinking it was hopeless
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| Rhyming over recordings, avoiding tradition
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| 'Cause every day some lyrics and a melody could be written
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| Now absence can make your heart ache
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| But drinking absinthe can change your mind state
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| Vividly need to let my liver be
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| And I'll say it again living life on the edge with a close handful of friends
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| Is good advice from the man that took his life on the road with me
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| And I hope to see him blowing up globally
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| 'Cause that's how it's supposed to be
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| I'm screaming out vocally
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| It might seem totally impossible achieving life's dreams
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| But, but I just write schemes
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| I'm never having a stylist giving me tight jeans
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| Madison Square Garden is where I might be
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| But more likely
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| You find me
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| In the back room of a dive bar with my mates
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| Having a pint with McDaid
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| Discussing records we made
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| And every single second knowing
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| That we'll never betray
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| The way we were raised
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| Remembering our background
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| Sat down,
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| That's how we plan it out
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| It's time to take it back now
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| Mmmm come on and take it back, love
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| Come on and take it back for us
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| Don't you fade into the back, love
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| No
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| Mmm come on and take it back, love
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| Come on and take it back for us
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| Don't you fade into the back, love
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| No |