It’s like a high-wire act Walk lines above those that cheer and clap But you got to be Robin or turn to dark For the circus to notice you give your heart So if I fall from this top rope Did I put it on my own neck And if I’ve lost all hope Maybe I can reset Maybe it’s up to me Up to my knees in an obscene vision of a stuck-up scene Where a person is judged on means But by all means Born isn’t living so give me a dream Ken what I mean I’m free here This idea was made clear I just rap so my heads clear Lego bricks build up a bit Through vocals let my soul slip Hold my beer Yo listen Now listen It’s the return of the built to last I feel a draft So I rap just to fill the gap My ink spills on the pad Like my blood when I go on the track Rewind it back Let’s get into that I’m too modest for these new artists Misunderstood by a few people who view art is Their new profit Another way just to fill their pockets Fuck their politics it’s true progress I’m sorry So much to analyse you won’t have time With what he hides Everything written won’t get transcribed He’s like a man on his own mission Trying to band together fans who just won’t listen And won’t give him the time of day It’s 12 o’clock moon rise will I finally fade Get out of my bed write a song just to lie awake Who would care if I was gone should I try again Remember only raise your hand that’s if Simon says

Yeah listen I don’t think you really want to beef Cause as it stands right now we don’t talk for free Can’t reply to my voice when it speaks As it stands right now we don’t talk for free I don’t think you really want to beef Cause as it stands right now we don’t talk for free Can’t reply to my voice when it speaks As it stands right now we don’t talk for free I’m getting sick of it all Another night Going to play out to a luck warm response To a well written song They got my name wrong when I came on They all applauded when I got off But it wasn’t for an encore And last month I made a video for YouTube Last time I hit refresh It seemed to have less views I’m confused Now what the fuck am I supposed to do Kill myself I’m hoping that reincarnation’s true I hope my last cheque can get me through My last rap gig paid me in booze I got kicked out of the post office These days streams don’t pay much Is what I tell myself after I see these bills pile up To my friends I posted my next release online Instead of liking it they replied to keep my chin up My material will never be flashy rap Cause you don’t sell out Huh I’m trying but I can’t I don’t think you really want to beef Cause as it stands right now we don’t talk for free Can’t reply to my voice when it speaks As it stands right now we don’t talk for free I don’t think you really want to beef Cause as it stands right now we don’t talk for free Can’t reply to my voice when it speaks As it stands right now we don’t talk for free Imagine rappers and promoters had the same persona So I just shouted out exposure exposure over and over It’s good for your track mate We’ll pay you at the bar eh You all look like alcays anyway There’s a tab laid Guess talk is cheap Or at most times free when I check receipts You think we do it or the love of the scene But invested too much to withdraw at this peak A peak no A bottom A low A trough Nadeer A nothing to show Though still show to shows Guess it shows I’m not showing off Showmanship was solely subtle placed in a little box Like a penny jar With no pennies in it More an overdraft In my book of writtens I guess I’m saving up a lot of hope At least my spirit isn’t broke I don’t think you really want to beef Cause as it stands right now we don’t talk for free Can’t reply to my voice when it speaks As it stands right now we don’t talk for free I don’t think you really want to beef Cause as it stands right now we don’t talk for free Can’t reply to my voice when it speaks As it stands right now we don’t talk for free

I write songs to this life I commit But I still don’t write better than my first rap shit Don’t know what it is every mic that I grip Doesn’t seem to feel the same as my first night gig Every cypher that I’m in crowd still show me love They don’t give the same reaction that my freestyles did I keep going till I finally get a hit And they tell me it’s not better than my first rap shit Here Rocks fall on my face when I climb History doesn’t repeat itself but it rhymes They said I fell behind I say never fall in line Translate through my actions like I’m channelling a mime Back in 1642 Let me take you back in time To the days I was a truant wouldn’t bottle it inside I didn’t have a lot pen and jotter by my side Stayed in unison like classical ballet Russian styles I run a hundred miles just to get to the same point Repeat myself when I’m rapping Stop making the same point Keep going in circles while pacing the same floor But it’s no song and dance like I’m Eddie Cantor Looking for that encore Let my voice soar The illusion to delusions only make me want more You’re trying to fill the void but you’re never fitting in Last call let’s go back and have a re-enactment I write songs to this life I commit But I still don’t write better than my first rap shit Don’t know what it is every mic that I grip Doesn’t seem to feel the same as my first night gig Every cypher that I’m in crowd still show me love They don’t give the same reaction that my freestyles did I keep going till I finally get a hit And they tell me it’s not better than my first rap shit Keep going with bad omens and sad poems Raps spoken and I’m focused on fast growing But looking back in the past we had high motive Higher plays larger stage Now it lies folded huh What is happening my passion it sticks I feel I’m the same kid but it’s fell off a cliff They want drive it like it’s stolen Here’s hoping they’d shift But they stayed in the lane when the writing went left Hey might be lightening but the thunder connects You missed when I was striking only heard the reflect Reflect on that back it was as good as it gets And maybe I got better but the storm it had set Now they Stormzy and Ghetts And I’m not getting the songs We was getting along Now just want to get on But the accent and slang who you trying to kid on I’m trying to be me but no lying and all I write songs to this life I commit But I still don’t write better than my first rap shit Don’t know what it is every mic that I grip Doesn’t seem to feel the same as my first night gig Every cypher that I’m in crowd still show me love They don’t give the same reaction that my freestyles did I keep going till I finally get a hit And they tell me it’s not better than my first rap shit Used to do this with no effort Used to say it with no pressure Used to make it my own and clever Straight to the face cause I came from Glasgow Lesser men where hesitant with the pen But I kept it to ten Heavy game evident in every sentence I said Straight from the GOD’s I was rarely seen low key My stories where ego free No flies would appear on me Because I’d be no E.V.I.L. Got my people high as hell Whenever I decipher a spell Now I’m a sell-out a fraudster A hypocrite an imposter It cost a fortune to foster the nonsense I lost my fucking soul Rotting in a hole Got a stocking holding coal When I used to have a pocket full of gold Maybe I’m old Maybe my stories been told Maybe I’m cold Maybe I should just fold and leave the fold Maybe so But much like the legends that came before me I’m determined that I’ll perish in an epic blaze of glory

You want to be a big rap star It’s like I’ll decide I’ll decide You want your lyrics to take you far It’s like yo I’ll decide I’ll decide You think the people respect you now It’s like yo I’ll decide I’ll decide When you think they’re going to let you out It’s like I’ll decide I’ll decide Now I’ve been sitting here for so long I see my fucking nails start it grow long It’s so bad people have started asking about my pronouns I don’t smile sick of rappers that do when they show off Your life is like a movie huh Mine’s like the prologue My forecast is cold out It’s so nice thinking of taking a boat out Tie cement to my legs just to make sure I drown I’m so sick of it all It’s like I have some sort of rap record withdrawal It’s getting me cross It’s getting me nauseous While I stand behind the pulpit Deliver the sermon Make sure to pass around the offering When you see me make sure to ask me what I’m bothered with The state of hip hop and every artist acting part of it I’m a channel they say a conduit A voice for the unheard A module of their experiment The solution without the politics Till I’m defaced like the monuments Sitting across from Parliament You want the people to see who you are It’s like I’ll decide I’ll decide They might leave if you show them too much It’s like I’ll decide I’ll decide But when you fall who will build you back up It’s like I’ll decide I’ll decide It’s all over when you’ve no other choice It’s like I’ll decide I’ll decide Is that art you write Is your heart inside I’ll never fit in or play a part with rhymes We’ll make a mark this time Your all marks its fine I’d rather be me when the pen it glides Sky is the limit But that’s if you live it Sometimes I just rhyme for my own state of mind You can’t sell it Nor does it bother me Don’t like monarchies I keep my own royalties I’ll decide The suits stay off of me Manged on our own no ties to throttle me The prize was honesty Just sat recording with Your best mates before you all age and go your way Always growing eh Hold what’s close to you Hold the mic speak life in its broken ways You could be broke with fame Or rich with none Just be you when they calling your name

Going through stages of duplicity It’s like this or like that Check the resume Continue to work it throughout the history The tension brings no other option Go on a killing spree You can’t shop for it You’re not spoiled you feel spoilt The jester falls in mockery they could share In unison they refuse like something was in the air How did we even get here they’re unaware in despair They’re calling it care They don’t care Send you to jail for something you should have said Where ideas go to die the knowledge was never bred If they infect one mind then it’ll spread So reject They’re calling it debt they want death Shallow thoughts aspire for deeper sounds So I only show the reel when the audience isn’t bound So let go of it all you can be found Better yet you can be where you want to be right now Check When the UK dissolves and them Union Jacks fall And the unelected lords are left with fuck all I’ll applaud See we took to the polls But the media controls Makes me doubt it’s your voice at all Take it all eat the rich we crawl This flight has stalled Now free-fall to dross You mad jocks Never get what you want cause Half of England seems to be a lost cause Are you just a bam Are protests fun Or do you want change for your daughters and sons Are you a good man Or are you a cunt Would you defend a man or a statue of one Yeah it’s the fall of compassion Divide and conquer through political argument Fighting online Fighting with violence You’re fighting is pointless Go fight the establishment