Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song You Need Me, I Don't Need You , by - Ed Sheeran. Release date: 08.09.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song You Need Me, I Don't Need You , by - Ed Sheeran. You Need Me, I Don't Need You |
| 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’ll 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 |
| 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, 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 and write my own tune and I write my own verse hell |
| Don’t need another word-smith to make my tunes 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 |
| And 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 |
| 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» |
| 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, 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 |
| All I want in this cold world is to make music and use it |
| Not to abuse it and get affected, infected with the who’s who of music |
| Who did it, who is it, who’s in it or what the hell does it matter? |
| Chitter chatter, don’t matter what a yidder, yidder, yadder, it don’t matter to |
| me |
| All I want is a bit of dignity in me to battle this industry freely |
| To be me in this seedy, 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 sadists and just developed a hater radar |
| And made for the stars, kept my grind in the dark |
| And then appeared with a remedy kicking rhymes with a melody |
| Hennesey shots and glocks, all these fools on the block |
| Who said you gotta be a gangster now to raise to the top? |
| I’m just a normal, casual, usual, everyday type of guy |
| With my head in the sky, Ed Sheeran, urban angel coming ready to die |
| So see the signs, stand to the side |
| Open your eyes and take a look and realise |
| The resurrection’s arrived and as the mist clears |
| I arise from my tomb in disguise, all alone, alonestar |
| Urban angel rising from the ashes |
| Surprising all haters, guiding, now moving steady |
| You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub |
| Mummy I’ve got the X if you’re into taking drugs |
| Into having sex, I ain’t into making love |
| Come give me a hug if you’re into getting rough |
| You can find me in the club, bottle full of bubbly |
| Mummy I’ve got the X if you’re into taking drugs |
| Into having sex, I ain’t into making love |
| Come give me a hug if you’re into getting rough |
| 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 |
| 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 dont 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 off your high |
| grade |
| My eyes are red I’ve been burning, I’ve been burning, burning, burning |
| Now where I come from burning weed it is a habit |
| A big fat bag of high grade weed, you know I got to have it |
| Cos if I don’t have it in my pocket I’m going to panic |
| Cos like I said where I come from weed smoking is a habit |
| Yup, we’ll do da bun in the place up in the hood |
| One of them things I have inherited like a ghetto man should |
| One of them things is smoking weed it 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 I’mma-nna turn into a thug |
| Where I come from that they talking could that only get you mugged |
| Where I come from burning weed it is a blessing from above |
| Where I come from yes we bun it when we listen rub a dub |
| Where I come from yes we bun after we just-a make a love |
| Where I come from yes we bun it when the sun starts shine |
| I blaze high grade weed all the time! |
| Now my eyes are red |
| Cause you need me, I don’t need you |
| You need me man, my eyes are red |
| You need me man, I don’t need you |
| You need me man, my eyes are red |
| And you need me, I don’t need you |
| You need me man, my eyes are red |
| You need me man, I don’t need you |
| You need me man, I don’t need you |
| Woooah |
| Woooah |
| Woooah |
| Yeah |
| Cause with the lyrics I’ll be aiming it right |
| I won’t stop until my name’s in lights |
| With stadium heights, with damian rice |
| On red carpets, now I’m on Arabian nights |
| Because I’m young I know my brothers gonna give me advice |
| Long nighter, short height and I gone hyper |
| Never be anything but a singer/songwriter, yeah |
| The game’s over but now I’m on a new level |
| Watch how I step on the track without a loop pedal |
| People think that I’m bound to blow up |
| I’ve done around about a thousand shows but |
| I haven’t got a house plus I live on a couch |
| So you believe the lyrics when I’m singing them out |
| Wow, from day one I’ve been prepared |
| With v05 wax for my ginger hair |
| Now I’m back to the sofa giving a dose of |
| What the future holds cause it’s another day |
| Rucksack with the old clothes, I rap with cold flows |
| I’m back with the most jokes, in fact you don’t know |
| On tracks I throw blows to make my punchlines relevant |
| If you can’t keep up you’ll get none, you’re celibate |
| My flows developing, skin lacks the melanin |
| Give me a shot of adrenaline and I get it in |
| I do it for the hell of it |
| Ever since I hit the mainstream with The A Team I seem to sell a bit |
| I took what held me back with the women and then I packaged the image |
| Put in some content and I then I sold it back as a gimmick |
| The fact is this, I’ll end up dating actresses |
| Wake up on dirty mattresses, I think I’ll need to practice this |
| But I make shit happen, call me a laxative |
| World’s on my shoulders, I don’t even know what atlas is |
| Hard bars sharp like a cactus is |
| I’m back to rappping, back to back cause I’ve been practicing |
| I’m back to sing this |
| 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, 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’ll keep my last name forever, keep this genre pretty basic |
| And I’ll be breaking into other people’s tunes when I chase it |
| And replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift |
| Into another rapper shoes using new laces |
| I’m selling CD’s from my rucksack aiming for the papers |
| Selling CD’s from my rucksack aiming for the majors |
| Nationwide tour with just jack, still had to get the bus back |
| Clean cut kid without a razor for the moustache |
| I hit back, when the pen hurts me |
| I’m still a choir boy in a fenchurch tee |
| I’m still the same as a year ago but more people hear me though |
| According to the MySpace and Youtube videos |
| I’m always doing shows if I’m not I’m in the studio |
| Truly broke, never growing up, call me rufio |
| Melody music maker, reading all the papers |
| They say I’m up and coming like I’m fucking in an elevator |
| 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, 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, man, I dont need you |
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