| Ay yo Rish, I’m ready man
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| Whenever you are lets go
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| Yeah yeah, lets go
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| Yo, so this is it, finally, years of dreamin' left behind me
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| Cuz what they said would never happen, happened when they signed me
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| I’m still brown, I’m still the way I was when they declined me
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| Couldn’t find me a niche, or peeps who wanna buy me
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| Suddenly singing super seeded all the years of rhyming
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| Bend it like Beckham, Jay-Z's in fashion, look at the timing
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| Put rap behind me and made R’n’B as my primary
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| Got a major deal but couldn’t help the feel inside of me
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| A touch of rivalry, a battle with the other side of me
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| Did I turn my back on the person who I inspired to be?
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| This is me against myself so take a ride with me
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| Rish, Rish hold up, hold up…
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| Label executive: «Jay, Jay what in God’s name are you doing?!»
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| Jay Sean: «I'm recording my intro man, what’s up? |
| Why you screwing?»
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| Label executive: «I told you before, UK hip-hop doesn’t sell
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| Write songs about girls, coz that’ll do well
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| My songs none of this hip-hop nonsense
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| People don’t care about music that’s too concious
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| Now switch off all this rubbish and just sing
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| Hmm, now how the hell do you stop this bloody thing» |