| I get the petrol don’t forget to buy a couple of sweets
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| Sometimes I like to treat myself if only once a week
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| Open the door, get in the car, sit in the driverís seat
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| Peer into the rearview mirror and im staring back at me
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| When I say me I don’t mean me as in my own reflection
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| Hardly slept so I suspect im staring at some weird projection
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| My brain has made to tell me alcohol abuse is wrong
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| Whereupon, I turn around and realise somethings going on:
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| Trust me son, this ain’t a con, you have to trust your eyeballs
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| Know those eyes are fine because they’re mine so don’t be stifled
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| You’re slightly balder now and yes your pubes are turnin grey
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| But you’ve travelled back in time cos there’s important shit to say
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| Don’t do that (nope) / they’ll try to dupe ya
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| Don’t do this (nah) / they’ll try to shoot ya
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| Don’t do her (grim!) / she didn’t suit ya
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| Today I met myself and I told me bout my future
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| So im sat in the front and sat in the back, as you do havin a chat
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| Asking bout the change in rap and where the musics at
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| I’m careful not to tell myself entirely everything
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| I’ve come here just to warn me as to what the future brings:
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| Oi, Listen, El, surely you can see that you’re me
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| I’m you, look at the lips, you really can’t ignore me
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| I know that in that bag there’s ginger beer and curly-wurlys
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| It’s kinda hurly burly but you must believe my story
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| I know you tasted glory, was all hunky dory
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| Now you’re standing on the borderline, today’s the day your sure to find
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| You don’t know where to draw the line, this is the start of your decline
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| That’s why I came back exactly 15 years before your sordid crime
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| Don’t do that (nope) / they’ll try to dupe ya
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| Don’t do this (nah) / they’ll try to shoot ya
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| Don’t do her (grim!) / she didn’t suit ya
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| Today I met myself and I told me bout my future
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| Freakin out, I been sneakin bout
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| Feelin edgy bout the fact that I’ve seeked me out
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| Im freakin out, I been sneakin bout
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| And I’ve sat inside my car and started speakin bout
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| What’s yet to come
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| It seems most of what the future has to hold for me is decent
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| But recently my future self was caught having a threesome
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| One of the girls was underage with fake identification
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| The other one was legal but her father’s occupation
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| Was head of a group of hoodlums from just south of the Thames
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| The entire episode was captured from a hidden lens
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| They found some substances inside the glove box of my car
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| So I’m front page of the sun, the mirror and the daily star
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| I’m either goin down for twenty or thugs are out to get me
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| My walls are bout to crumble which is why I went and sent me
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| Back in time, prevent the crime, avoid Jane and Amy
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| It seems my future selfís a prick but really who can blame me
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| Don’t do that (nope) / they’ll try to dupe ya
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| Don’t do this (nah) / they’ll try to shoot ya
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| Don’t do her (grim!) / she didn’t suit ya
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| Today I met myself and I told me bout my future |