This mirror holds a face but eyes don’t age Hard to recognise yet still feel the same Hey I wrote words you can play Put them in all sorts of order to wonder my ways At first it was a phase Until I noticed this focus makes change Might only make pennies but I’m never the same Watching news on telly like fuck off mate I’m cut open by the system I stop bleeding with the music I make It’s like I’m micro-dosing melodies And instrumentals telling me The melancholy’s softening and stopping on recording days I use music as a crutch The booth is my church The bible my words Inspired from desire to no longer hurt They say Be original Always was Guess pointing out my flaws Ain’t what hip-hop was All that ego talk Before all the emo’s dropped Ten years ahead of the curve as blue pills get popped No for me mate Societies in red But I still take what I take When serotonin leaves my brain at incredible rates The hip-hop keeps me sane Well enough anyway But Doctor I am Pagliacci

Depression The black dug The dark cloud You took my voice My heart it kind of froze up I lost my choice Every path had a brick wall built up I lost my heart It’s all gone dark since you passed Sitting staring at the bottom of a shot glass Yeah My expression’s tame I seem to have lost my rage That fire inside that flickering light And it’s getting less bright like every day It’s - with me Depression pain it’s changed my face People ask are you okay Mate What the hell do you say I just write away My life always been lit up on page Nothing like this ever-made sense to me One escape I can’t escape but hey Thanks for being my shrink today It’s real nice you played I’m grateful you listen If you didn’t what’s left for me You took my voice My heart it kind of froze up I lost my choice Every path had a brick wall built up I lost my heart It’s all gone dark since you passed Sitting staring at the bottom of a shot glass I’m scared to forget So scared to forget What it is to be happy like that’s just it Like that’s just that Is how it is and you can’t go back Wish for things that we cannot grab But just to live Can’t you give me that I’m sick of the funerals Sick of the murals Sick of the sickness that’s still invisible Sick of the RIP’s Just three letters and I can’t grieve I can’t breath Yeah life is toxic Societies lost it And if I’m not done then I am at a crossroads Serotonin please don’t leave I’ll serenade and conduct a composition in hope you’ll stay But depressions got the best of me You took my voice My heart it kind of froze up I lost my choice Every path had a brick wall built up I lost my heart It’s all gone dark since you passed Sitting staring at the bottom of a shot glass

You’re wearing a mask You’re hiding your pain And that’s okay I do it too Check Listen I refuse to make this a depressing song I used to invest too much in what’s wrong We’d only connect when the comforts gone Or the feeling of being lost was far too strong On again The pens my friend I’ll bleed out though ink if it’s all I can send I mean I’m struggling but that’s okay I’ll never be mean to force love away I’ll never be seen with bad words to say It’s harder but it’s the best thing to do Hey life ain’t simple And if it is then you’re doing it wrong Hey don’t let life kill you Because in the end we will all pass on You’re not you’re nickname so best beware You’re not your clothes of your fancy hair You’re not your bros and I know you care So don’t get lost in that mask you wear Babies having babies This generations crazy We grew up too fast Now we’re burnt out already Drinking smoking heavy And watching too much telly They want to go viral and be a celebrity Anyway they’re neglecting the cost They’re pretending to be someone And someone they got lost We hide our face So that they won’t judge thee We pretend and mask So that they can’t hurt me I can’t accept that this is it Pens and spits There must be more than this More to live Much much more to give More than a rapping - I watch the candle drip drip And hear the clock go tick tick See another day pass See an empty glass As we swipe through photos of the laughs we miss But there’s laughs that we’ve not had yet There’s a chance it’ll pass and we’re not sad And I bet There’s still some left And if it feels tough put that mask back on a sec It’s okay to feel stressed And anxious and panic A sense of neglect Just remember it’s meant Why else would you shop Look good Eat food Take meds The circle again Babies having babies This generations crazy We grew up too fast Now we’re burnt out already Drinking smoking heavy And watching too much telly They want to go viral and be a celebrity Anyway they’re neglecting the cost They’re pretending to be someone And someone they got lost We hide our face So that they won’t judge thee We pretend and mask So that they can’t hurt me We hide our face So that they won’t judge thee We pretend and mask So that they can’t hurt me

In the void of the voiceless Online algorithms limiting your choices I’m living in block lists Sitting with writtens and thinking I’m conscious Or living in the mind of someone who thought this What if we’re God’s thoughts What if we’re all sorts What if my eye when I look at you Is me looking back with your eyes too Or maybe we’re robots Maybe computers get so life-like That all the people don’t go outside Maybe it’s year 2099 And we’re in a programme to travel in time If we pollute the sky have acid rain And plastic oceans we’d stay at home We’d all plug in and play this game It’s called holidays when the world decays Body is a temple But I don’t feel religious The world was your oyster I hope it was delicious There’s nothing to us precious And Earth is getting hotter The streets will look like Venice Please no swimming in this water Is there virtue in virtual reality If I act this way is it actually a part of me Factually it’s hard to say I guess we’re living our lives in different ways I guess we’re playing our lives and willing to fight Well in computer games What if we went outside Maybe protest this life Maybe we’re lazy and scared to do right So hollow no morals and follow the light What if we’re dead deceased gone And you are a programme that’s hearing this song And I am an upload that was not born A simulation to test this form And where we’re from we’re all the same Bodies decay with no form of race We’re all just data that’s entered and placed And trapped this way forgot it’s a game Maybe maybe Maybe we’re slaves Maybe we’re saved and placed in a maze Maybe today is only a stage Maybe no time and nothing is fate Audio waves transcend from a grave To try and relate those grave mistakes Your body is a temple But I don’t feel religious The world was your oyster I hope it was delicious There’s nothing to us precious The Earth is getting hotter The streets will look like Venice Please no swimming in this water Yeah your body is a temple But I don’t feel religious The world was your oyster I hope it was delicious When nothing to us precious The Earth is getting hotter The streets will look like Venice Please no swimming in this water Wait What if it’s meant What if this pain is only a test To get us set for what is next But maybe they left Experiment didn’t have an end And we just sit and comprehend if we exist If peace can exist If we can exist without being dicks And maybe fix with the time they give Take this plug out my neck Take this mask up off of my head Take this heart while there’s still some left Or put it back it on cause I can’t face this mess Can’t face this mess Yes Your body is a temple But I don’t feel religious The world was your oyster I hope it was delicious There’s nothing to us precious The Earth is getting hotter The streets will look like Venice Please no swimming in this water Yeah your body is a temple But I don’t feel religious The world was your oyster I hope it was delicious When nothing to us precious The Earth is getting hotter The streets will look like Venice Please no swimming in this water

Life in a heartbeat Where the heart leaks With my speech lost floating in a vast sea Come swim with me I am almost drowning in these waves that you can’t see Her name was synaesthesia She sat back and watched music like a theatre All I catch is black though I believe in her I can’t comprehend what her pupils were teaching her I guess we all keep reaching huh Try and make it out the basic Or we’re chasing love We choose our favourites you know Got to follow stuff Pick a side Pick a sport Or pick a church Pick something anything to distract from hurt From the lack of self-worth or the empty purse Let’s distract Play a part Depart Communities in agreement are immunities from reason Star sign Cancer Water is my element Year of the rabbit I believe in what the heaven-sent Or heavens said Hellbent on heavens text All for heaven’s sake God nothing is irrelevant In retrospect a speck of dust Can nudge and have purpose Like all of us does Yet we forget as much We neglect and accept and expect the worse We’re empaths to each other Walking them paths and stutter Through hail stones and thunder Continue pushing further and mutter I’ll do it for you I’ll hold your hand if you take mine too My names Drew But that was man-made And who I am was not a choice that I made It’s what my dad said And through my mum’s gaze I am the skin I’m in But only in this short space

Werd They don’t care we all feel alone And I fear that they’ll gain full control We’ve sat back hand’s out and asked for more But they stole The Union jacked us all Look MPs are actors Actually act like they’re active Shout in the house on a camera Off of a script that’s writ by a backer Financial matters is all that matters So they’ll lie for these bastard bankers And taxi drivers play Talk TV And blame refugees trying to cross the sea MP’s saying this shouldn’t happen While owning shares in Lockheed Martin Then voting for more aggressive tactics They’re all just at it and we’re all too passive We’re past the point to deny their fascists We live in a place where our votes don’t matter No Covid masks Just Union Jacks You protest the wrong thing my man They don’t care we all feel alone And I fear that they’ll gain full control We’ve sat back hand’s out and asked for more But they stole The Union jacked us all Just to be clear I love the English I like hand cooked crips And you make good biscuits But that’s not enough to allow my district To be denied votes by some Eton rich kids We’re not prisoners I can distinguish Don’t want your king But I want your kindship Say politics is none of my business But politics is all ran by business And at Christmas cold as And in the summer it’s getting too hot Energy companies keep ripping us off So no I won’t go back in my box Gloves off I’m done with the sad songs Far too cold now the gas is gone Lucky I’ve leccy to record these thoughts Wonder what laws will bring that to a stop They don’t care we all feel alone And I fear that they’ll gain full control We’ve sat back hand’s out and asked for more But they stole The Union jacked us all UK is feral We need more rebels We need to take royals off the pedestal Imbalance incredible So lamentable Make it make sense How is this acceptable Nobody picking the vegetables They pumping chemicals into the sea More strikes and picket lines Picked apart by the papers they hate you and me They hate you achieve Like they hate human beings They hate that you breath They want machines They want us to breed for workforce greed Then still rely on foodbanks to eat Never affects the Eton rich Until we start eating the rich Britain is falling to bits Labour Tory Same old story

Little bitty rappers You got shitty little rapper bars Fuck you little itty-bitty rappers You got shitty little rapper bars And stand and spit at a camera Ya’ll amateurs Go and make a track if you’re man enough I’ve had enough Canny bust Clogging up parameters Lacking all stamina I conglomerate my algebra Barometer I only function under pressure I was made to measure Like suited with endeavours Forever and ever on beats or acapella Get a listen to my lyrics Listen I ain’t even no better But I love this shit I also hate this shit So opinionated with cause it’s all I live And all I give And in all I’ve missed Any real chance that I could live So don’t explain what hip-hop is You ain’t packing a mac in the back of your Vauxhall Corsa Move over You want to do them raps and attacks on tracks Bringing that shit back to the whack beef past That’s pish no thanks that’s wee man stance Go do battle rap if you lack making art Only chatting and bragging is how amateurs start It’s done It’s over It’s been done It’s been done Yeah it’s been done Dumb cunts running up on these beat drums Reaching and teaching young ones to get some But get some is rejection misplaced faith in an endless session Tensions Inflated ego’s pretending And acting better than those that are really invested And they get pissed off I un-friended on Facebook Well stop tagging me in shite tunes You’re all mad rap goons Sorry you caught me in a bad mood But I came from a quarry I rock dude Even when I’m stoned I’m a pillar to you whack crews Gucci-gang Gucci-gang fuck the fame You fuckers seeking names dude that’s fucking lame All it indicates is you switching lanes But you’ll lose the drive if you’re not yourself mate So maybe I have lost it Maybe this is pointless Maybe doing rap 22 years Has got me kind of weird Werd SOS But I got some nerve Ya’ll listen I sound like I’m dissing When all I’m giving is an honest opinion From where I’m sitting while trying to distinguish Those that fit in To those that fit in When chose to be clones when spitting Delivering a mirror image sadly they ain’t living To impress a bunch of folk in online subscriptions Might as well buy some views too You sold yourself out Sort yourself out Hip-hop is so much more than Youtube It’s not hard-talk or an ego to choose Nor is it a race or a chance to exclude It’s community Movement Connection Investment It’s part of the person With every single breath and Transend and reception with all in attendance What’s lived is reflected in text for acceptance You get the message

Let’s go live in a forest Let’s go live in the woods Let’s let go of a life like this and next try something good Let’s let go of fossil fuels Let’s let go of modern schools Let’s let go cause we all stand still And let’s live a life like there is no rule God save the public The Gov don’t listen They limit the culture Force-feed news stay within the borders They increase views if you’ve paranoia And limit info to the lies they taught you Fucking vultures Even on maps they divide by colour They blame religion for all these nutters But words in a book never caused me nothing It does my nut in That we all do nothing I guess one day we’ll pull back the curtains And look at a world that we left in suffering So let Mother Nature cast her judgment It’s just a shame it hurts innocent public Politicians and real villains are never the worst hit I swear sometimes they kill Earth on purpose God save the public Let’s go live in a forest Let’s go live in the woods Let’s let go of a life like this and next try something good Let’s let go of fossil fuels Let’s let go of modern schools Let’s let go cause we all stand still And let’s live a life like there is no rule God save the public They want to lead us But never teach us Political Jesus with evil preaches And evil reaches with speech and leaches Can birth a defeatist if you don’t do your research Stains on my T-shirt Rips in my trainers I’m vain with pressure Adverts TV fame etc Make me feel like I’m somehow lesser We’re not Prince Nor Cinderella The shoe don’t fit into either gender Some memories maybe need dementia If all we remember is dream endeavours It won’t make you better Money making is the modern treasure But it’s at our leisure to do whatever So why choose oppressors whatsoever Let’s go live in a forest Let’s go live in the woods Let’s let go of a life like this and next try something good Let’s let go of fossil fuels Let’s let go of modern schools Let’s let go cause we all stand still And let’s live a life like there is no rule

I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you You make me blind I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you And I was blind Once or twice Trying to make it work And hide my hurt and lack of pride Maybe a dick sometimes My ego comes out when I sit and write The base drum sometimes muddles my mind And somehow this is always in sight I can’t see through What do I do What do I do with the blues And texting you and I can’t get through And the text on the page gets true See I’m see-through I threw It on tunes For you And you Know me better than anyone Those listeners heard Werd in whatever state I was That falling off stages coarse Or writing some bitter bars And bar none I’d take back forever with no applause Sometimes wish no one knew me cause Cause I put it all on show Then she showed up and showed me more Oh no Never took heid before To the warnings of what we explore And I never really knew my emotions raw And bottled up that for far too long I guess that’s why I always made songs Cause I never do talk On this I’m see-through On this I’m see-through I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I can’t see through you I let it slide My piece of mind And that little piece I held inside Is now broken glass that cuts my pride And I need this beat This is my heart heartbeat This is my life as it bleeds on sheets Don’t care if liked or not in the streets And I don’t rap I just speak This is me I’m see-through

We are broken But beautiful in every way See the cracks in our hearts That’s what pressure made For every scar missing part I will celebrate Cause every battle-mark is a reminder we’re still here today Here today Perfect this way So voices in my head you can hear me say I will not break I will not break Check Not today If that concrete did not crack That little plant would not have sun That little street would not have life Spouting out from which was none That little burn that burst its banks Like the floods of tears from some Wouldn’t give moisture to new seeds So could not see what could become And if that ceiling never cracked Then the art that hides beneath Would have not been seen by human eyes Its beauty left bequeathed See we all admire nature Trees growing as the fell There’s rebirth all around us Mind and see it in yourself We are broken But beautiful in every way See the cracks in our heart That’s what pressure made For every scar missing part I will celebrate Every battle-mark is a reminder we’re still here today Here today Stronger each day The voices in my head they won’t go away But it’s okay Perfect this way It’s okay Even though these voices talking It’s up to us to listen If polluting all my energy I’ll go and mind my business This ain’t mental health or sickness These are thoughts that need addressing This is part of me It’s part of you No shame in these prescriptions If it’s feeling like a mission And your life has no one in it Feeling disliked broken spirit It doesn’t make it fact or written listen We are broken but beautiful in every way Cracks in our hearts yeah that’s what the pressure made Be it scars on your arms Or parts missing from your soul These things are often needed so we progress and we grow You might not see it now when the pain you can’t control But now you’ve felt this feeling you can deal with it some more Crack crack Broken hearts Broken spirit give us a minute it’ll pass You may be scarred You may feel marked But I swear there’s gold in all them cracks And you are art Crack crack Broken hearts Broken spirit It’ll pass Maybe scarred Feel marked But I swear there’s gold in all them cracks We are broken But beautiful in every way See the cracks in our heart That’s what pressure made For every scar missing part I will celebrate Every battle-mark is a reminder we’re still here today Here today Stronger each day The voices in my head they won’t go away But it’s okay Perfect this way It’s okay You’ll be okay

I’ll not cry today I’ll wear my angry face I’ll pass judgement on others To keep it covered I’m really sad with me I pull back the covers in late afternoon I’d get up but There’s nothing I have to do What you up to Is what I’d say If I had text you I’ll not cry today I’ll put on my creative face And write this And call it a productive day And that’ll make it okay I’ll not cry today I’ll try and put on my happy face Nobody wants dragged down by me With invisible waves of uncertainty I’ll play my games and wait I’ll check my phone when it goes vibrate 02 automated text sent Saying I’ve loads of data and time left I’ll man up for friends But sometimes I can’t and the times extend And the friendship ends I wish I could wear my happy face again I’ll not cry today I’m a male so expected to brush away Dark thoughts that play And demons that say How you doing Aye not bad mate I best to lie to you and to I Cause if I reply with what’s inside I’m better to hide

What Don’t even cut that out if sounds sci-fi Some write at Uni with pencils and erasers Some write with bookies pens on court papers Some write at Uni with pencils and erasers Some write with bookies pens on back of court papers Some are creative in Scotland Some have Creative Scotland do it for them Shite-bags Everyone got bars But don’t get me wrong Recording a rap and a track is not a song Shite-bags Yeah you all rant a lot You’re all talk What the fuck am I doing Shite-bags I keep it movement Coughing Coughing flows Keep it moving Give me some Calpol I’m in the cut like a scalpel I just rip it rip it Like a frog ya’ll tadpoles Old school like buckets and hash yo Used to get soap-bar off your ma yo Used to get soap-bar off your ma yo Magdalene Now there ain’t much room But I take mushrooms Give me 1-up Mario You’re a bag of shite And I don’t care if you write or type I don’t like when you lie on mics But they want to do grime When there’s no connection or link in life Southern expression and road-man hype From drum n base and jungle has muddled your mind You ever been yourself Or mask each day with the drink as well Have a wee smoke with time to kill Cause you’re scared that time will come And time does tell Cunts claim time in jail But real ones never use that to sell Don’t put behind bars hard-talk and spraff In doing that it’s braincells you lack Let’s conduct a survey Do you invest your own currency Do you detest them that’s currently Using art grants that’s Government funded Quit begging with your hands out Looking like Durga with your hands out Too many Yes-men you can’t move Done the same tune for the last ten years goof Go get face tattoos Hope you don’t die from that Xanax use But still hear you taking all that too In the valley of death Yeah they all on blues Fucking boo-hoo Still cut about like knifing a shoe Splitting three stipes or that Nike swoosh Back spitting and deliver since they missing me troops Like missionary groups got the speech of God You’re pray What I say gets points a-cross Jesus rolled fat rocks And hell’s the hotbox All swingers like sage No church in this part Gardeloo Stand on a gargoyle over the town Gardeloo I stand on a gargoyle over the town

Mic check One two one two I don’t believe in karma Cause rich cunts can get away with murder And charity workers themselves is facing hunger We’re ran by fuckers And all the protests don’t make a murmur The pain comes crashing like waves Waves in my mind Give me one on the rocks I pray Pray that I’m fine I don’t like rap I just write Can’t relate to rappers and all that shite You wanting money Wanting lights I’m wanting kids and a faithful wife Cocaine bars is lines they like Looking in the mirror like that’s the life But giros gone in one mad night Didn’t plan it out and there go the lights No leccy But bought some bevvy Sitting alone waiting for mates to text you Fear in the news Fame on the telly Rage at machines but do what they tell you So back on the bevvy And shouting a lot is a silent help me Shouting a lot is a silent help me The pain comes crashing like waves Waves in my mind Give me one on the rocks I pray Pray that I’m fine See I tried to succeed Then I noticed don’t know what it means Say the other side grass is more green Well I guess I’m soap-bar Polluted dreams But when I sleep in my bed A much better life goes round in my head Fall in love A brush with death Then I wake up and words unsaid Still no text Too paranoid to even message my friends I get out of bed Clean up the empties and all that mess I’m on the rocks But then there’s a thought I thought I’d forgot This is my making I’m no doing the chasing And its never too late to give it all you got The pain comes crashing like waves Waves in my mind Give me one on the rocks I pray Pray that I’m fine

Scotland where’s your art Where’s your mark Where you at What’s your part You seem dejected neglected for starts Are you just accepting to sit at the back Let’s back-track who was first on the map Scotti Irish Anglo-Sax From renaissance art Glass trade craft Seems nowadays we’ve forgotten all of that Yo In 2014 never had a yes vote But something stirred and occurred in its death though We had no free press to invest in None of the mainstream rags was leaning left and That left out like so many questions Like why we hold your nuclear weapons Or fund these wars Middle East meets Western With soldiers shooting up like Red Dead Redemption We ain’t really in the system If nobody’s listening and culture non-existent We don’t have news channel Chat show or outlet Platform for arts or community concepts Want to see kids believing in achievements But schools teach and we spoon-feed reasons To fall in line Feel weak without meaning I think our passions need a little reclaiming Nah Scotland where’s your art Where’s your mark Where you at What’s your part You seem dejected neglected for starts Are you just accepting to sit at the back Let’s back-track who was first on the map Scotti Irish Anglo-Sax From renaissance art Glass trade craft Seems nowadays we’ve forgotten all of that This song ain’t anti-UK It’s okay to be aware where the tax you pay goes And I’m not saying it’s all rosy and fair though I just kind of care to be an equal or let go I hope this hell hole with at least have heat So we can cook up and eat our toast and beans Have a toast to the Queen and embrace Brexit And love toast and beans every day for breakfast Maybe have a little wee egg with My British packed Union Jack haggis and then sit Knock back a UK Whisky Shortbread biscuits And if I think it’s wrong must be nationalistic Aye right be creative so I write I’m the type to keep a little eye on these islands And open my eyelids refuse to be quiet Either lose our culture or all stand by it Scotland where’s your art Where’s your mark Where you at What’s your part You seem dejected neglected for starts Are you just accepting to sit at the back Let’s back-track who was first on the map Scotti Irish Anglo-Sax From renaissance art Glass trade craft Seems nowadays we’ve forgotten all of that Listen Don’t believe all that Braveheart pish The straw huts Roads of mud We had bricks But go south That’s in doubt History is history if its not your account Love the tartan but family-types Was an English invention to continue divide Hey sgian dubh Whoop ti do our tribe It’s all suppressed What’s next can we lose more pride Sigh Tell a lie I’ll be pointing it out Geez a vote I’ll be using it too I just can’t make do so make music and choose life Choose pride Cause there’s nothing they like better than us being the Trainspotting type Scotland where’s your art Where’s your mark Where you at What’s your part You seem dejected neglected for starts Are you just accepting to sit at the back Let’s back-track who was first on the map Scotti Irish Anglo-Sax From renaissance art Glass trade craft Seems nowadays we’ve forgotten all of that

Aw sorry were you sleeping I’ve been up a wee bit I think they thought I stopped Or just went all political and heartfelt Okay Mic check Hi kids - do like my shit Probably not but I’ll summarise real quick An Auld Reekie rapper Getting reeking giving patter And I’m often on the camera And doing whatever I did Yeah Werd mate you’ve been fucking killing it But nowadays there’s loads of cunts and must admit they’re spitting good But I’m not nervous I’m just interested have they even heard my verses I was sending penning shit when they was little persons Aye pupils I’m not a teacher giving detention But I’m giving lines out like drunk cunts on heavy sessions Hence I’ll mention if the legend question don’t give me attention Get investigations pending with my independent self-impression By the way my spellings shite But on the mic This ain’t for reading And maybe being dyslexic helps me mix these words and meanings Easing into other feelings Like bipolar within reason Using Cubase Logic Reason then to maximize my grievance Instead of getting reeking taking acid seeing demons And fuck achievements if believing in selling your soul Think your number one That’s a keeper Scored an own goal Getting reeking in Auld Reekie steaming in old mode Now Edinburgh’s dead Best young team in Glasgow But hip-hops a merry-go-round It goes back round Some fell off Not Werd though I’m the original cunt Kunta Thee original one Kunta It’s like a paint a pretty picture pen Picassos I’m pretty far from perfect ken I’m handing tick like CASIOs So watch me sew a canvas stitched with little bits of solo flows And if it didn’t feel so low I would have patched it years ago It should be obvious I’m sorry if my ambiance Alters your subconsciousness A serious of unfortunate events Made me build up and vent so I recorded this A hip-hop edition of my hip-hop omnibus So on we bust Go on hip-hop on with me See nowadays there’s loads of cunts that’s flicking tongues and paving ways There’re doing it with New beats too That’s the modern way Can’t keep up walk away Drop the can no longer spray The old cunts that cut it put the decks away New cunts keep coming but I still stay Kunta The original one Fall back son

I don’t know what I’m doing Where I’m going to be 5 years Everyone’s so busy They seem so full of ideas People getting married And my friends having kids When all I really do is watch movies and drink I don’t really want to change When I do I get anxious So I stay in my flat where nice and quiet And since getting a cat I like humans even less See I’m pretty happy with my furry we friend But every now and then my hearts starts racing Like isn’t there something that I’m meant to be doing Did I forget another date or friend’s birthday Did I miscommunicate now it’s too late to be saved What is life if just sit and decay What mistakes have been made Oh my God what am I going to do Nothing I like nothing I burnt myself out with parties and overworking So now I’d quite like to just sit here sulking Soaking up a series on a streaming production Yeah go get the covers on the sofa Few pre-rollies and bottle of vodka Switch on the TV then a go saunter To switch off the buzzer so I don’t get bothered Put on jammy bottoms or some comfy boxers And like a boxer return to my corner But then a thought What to watch on the box I should turn it off stop and focus on hip-hop Get tik-Tok and post pictures up on the net Acting tin-pot will only get that image in heads So as I’m lying in bed Well the sofa exact In a total panic like all my best years past Ah well not pulling buckets no more I can’t be bothered with a cypher in this circuit for sure Now they all want to sell and get their foot in the door All that kind of stuff that I don’t want to do anymore You see I kind of achieved By being this emcee Met a lot good mates and girls out of my league Done a lot of good gigs the whole festival scene The Edinburgh fringe plus one time overseas It’s no bad mate Just a shame there’s no cash made Least I had music when stuck in a bad place But often comes back and gets too much I need to write a bit more to stop it bottling up See without using music my bubble would burst And I’d have to face the world without having rehearsed Without having this nurse This little platform to spurt Out all my deep feelings or I would be Okay let the tempo change I’ve wound myself up maybe here it’ll end I don’t want to chase a dream Life aint a nightmare To be honest mate I’m alright here And I might write here Recite my ideas Shed light on the mic despite my own fears Least I’m happy being on my own here Okay Mozi you’re here too Yeah that’s right

Whole heartily I think I’ve half a heart in me If I had a harp to play I’d string it every day I’d make a melody and pray for it constantly I felt Constantine but music it brought it back to me Yeah we fell down We all feel down But music you got me Sometimes all that I need Yeah we fell down We all feel down But music you got me Sometimes all that I need Raps magic but often backhanded Makes you feel ecstatic or seem pedantic A tad dramatic when set free on pad hits The hi-hat kicks and the base where I live My eyelids heavy iris trying to hide I’ll retina into this little third eye of mine A sleep deprived mind let’s thoughts collide And in a dream like state I can start to write It’s music medicine Chill or adrenaline Getting anger out or getting serotonin in Thoughts and exploring them Or blank out ignoring them Music any mood can be used never boring ken Any nation basis or class set Races or dialect For peace or to riot with Share or keep intimate Bare whole kindred spirit Or keep quiet just try it I’m into it Yeah we fell down We all feel down But music you got me Sometimes all that I need Yeah we fell down We all feel down But music you got me Sometimes all that I need Every verse is a new universe to hear And your breath is a platform to share ideas Our text on the page it can be used in a way To throw shade or paint a bright veneer And mate a mic is here It’s open to all Since putting egg cartons on the wall Police at the door like stop playing the tunes I’m like mate I’m working here too It’s true On it treble Should have added a rest I don’t know how we made it through to the end I fell down in a hole but the music ascends I grabbed on by the stroke of my pen Clutched onto a sound wave and swam to shore Through the jealous sea to a loch ’ed door But music being key creates an encore Mate I’m on board let’s take it off course Yeah we fell down We all feel down But music you got me Sometimes all that I need Yeah we fell down We all feel down But music you got me Sometimes all that I need Yeah Take a seat if you can’t stand me Can’t hand me the script of what I can or can’t be How can I not speak when the beats like these And go deep in blank sheets see what I conceive See my eyes could bleed All the suffering and loss could be an artist piece Is that me I feel dark and need A little release a little fickle heart to heart on beat Cause if my heart don’t beat I use the beat and sound The instrumental’s base with music makes my blood go round Seems I’ve done it in vain never chased the now Just trying to chase away this cloud Yeah we fell down We all feel down But music you got me Sometimes all that I need

Cut me open I’ll bleed out my emotion But no one ever told me how in the end to close it Cut me open I’ll bleed out my emotion But no one ever told me in the end how I could close it She taught love is having dreams and sense of purpose And looking to the future with an aim or goal to flourish I never had this So spent weeks trying to work out was it worth it To bring these feelings to the surface She opened up the gates now impossible to shut it Want to go back to nothing Back then I could function This is my punishment Every bar round here is drunk dry My accomplishments mean nothings its It was my chance to impress These sentences made sense Well at least in my head And though you’re not in my bed Your head not on my chest My heart misses a beat When I think of your breath Cut me open Cut me open Cut me open I just bleed Cut me open Cut me open I never aimed for nothing in life I’ve always been relaxed and just along for the ride I thought Why look inside But when it comes to A place to run to I chose to vibe And I believed in magic Since she was made of it See I believed in magic Since she was made of it Since she was made of it Listen you want to know something Cause you know nothing You don’t know my life and the shite I put up with Just what you heard in the streets What Werd done said on a beat Werd But maybe I’m Drew Maybe I’m through Maybe I’m sick of explaining to you We all could have died here And I’ve had that idea But get too feared when deaths near So just sit in tears with warm beers Trying to fall asleep so I see her And I was so near the all clear Til you moved on to the God-tier Now you dance with angels and no care Still have my heart I don’t want it back I want you here I want you here Selfish I know Had to move on so that soul could grow Too good for this world I know Should carve you in stone See I believed in magic Since she was made of it And I don’t believe in much anymore

So your still here That’s brilliant man I think I’m done though Think I’ve said enough Like Think I talk too much So here’s an end I’m glad you made it this far In both the sense We could have given up I know I nearly did But I vented through the music Cause it’s all I hid I spilled my heart It was broke already I just tore off the tape with the mic ready I made this for me I needed to But now It’s done I guess it’s here for you Cause when I get a message from a person Telling me my music got them through a situation Then it makes sense why I’m doing what I’m doing So you can keep the fame I never wanted that arrangement And you can keep the money Rather save my mental health You can keep that funny thug music to yourself I only wear a mask When I say I’m feeling fine I only use my accent Cause only one is mine The reasons that I do this I do debate myself But after all these years I don’t know to do what else Are we good enough You feel excluded huh But we do it to ourselves We’re the ones that judge We all feel stuck Maybe lost for words Though we overthink and analyse far too much And yeah it hurts Stuck in this rut Trying to dig out a hole Only makes it worse I’d move the Earth If it would make us happy I tried my best But still feel the baddie Nah that’s a lie I only half tried Never put my full in anything in life Including this It just comes easy Writing words in different orders So that they can see me How come there’s no weddings But so many wakes Seen too many funerals for someone my age I’ve lost my ego It was replaced with grief I’ve lost a lot of people hope they found peace I miss you Dima I love you Jamei-Lee Shouts to Laigo Lumo Garry the B I hope you’re all free You all deserve it You were all troubled But you were all perfect And I promise I’ll try harder to stop the drinking Now I’m starting to realise I kind of like living Here’s to new beginnings Or a second start I’ll meet you up in heaven when I’ve done my part I promise that