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lyrics

Look, talking pure tihs' mate
Same as the last rapper, same as the one before him,
Bla bla bla,
Let's hear another tune about Bucky (Heard it),
Weed (Heard it), or little dirties (Heard it all before),
Is that all you got?
I've heard people do an entire album,
(Well they call it an album)
Thousands of lyrics, and not said anything,
Nothing, what's the point in you mate?
Do you have one?
We're all fighting to be the king of nothing,
The king of this, I want to top this,
I want to be top of the scene, the scene,
Top what? There's nothing to top,
Werd used to be the crazy one,
Now Drew's that pissed off I can't tell the difference,
Trying to give me advice? Nah, keep that,
But know what? I'm falling about the shot,
Falling into walls, steaming (Reeking)
And the worst thing is people look up to me,
Me? You have to laugh or cry mate,
You have to laugh or cry,
Years wasted, I thought I left this place,
I thought I was free, nightmare,
Only way I'm free is the releases,
You had dreams aye? Dream away...

I had a dream, sat in a river,
Floated downstream just under the surface,
And on the surface - that was a dream,
But in that river, I dig a little deeper.
Tree's overhang a walkway of pillars,
All natural, yet straight as ever,
I view head on, never look back,
Sometimes submerged when most relaxed.
Other dreams; a constant car crash,
Or lost in a city that's so familiar,
Somehow the car crash never kills ya,
And sometimes I travel too far to map.

I dream, lost in my dreams,
In a world that's close, but not what it seems,
In my dream, in my dreams,
Reality is the true nightmare.

Wake up, face up, do your job,
Eat meat, have greed, be a faceless slob,
Watch TV, easy, life no shock,
Just relax, sit back and be forgot.
Or not, be a legend mate,
Don't be the thing that you want to break,
Don't follow a path that you didn't make,
And if you do, don't dare complain.

Face facts, this path is alien to me,
I feel excluded from this life, with it's sights to see,
I feel alone, and controlled, could implode on myself,
Inner peace, inside me, is rarely felt (hell, hell, hell, help)

I had a dream, started running,
But lose my breath so fast over nothing,
Pull my legs cause they're not working,
And really don't know why I can't function,
Other times I get this feeling,
That's when I work out I'm sleeping,
So wake up, shake up, on the spot,
Or continue in limbo in conscious thought,
My third eye open,
Or at least as much as I can focus,
20-20 vision in my head,
But I feel my inner chakra could use a lens.
Make amends, don't want no Mercedes-Benz,
Ice and gems, that don't make no men.

I dream, lost in my dreams,
In a world that's close, but not what it seems,
In my dream, in my dreams,
Reality is the true nightmare.

Face facts, this path is alien to me,
I feel excluded from this life, with it's sights to see,
I feel alone, and controlled, could implode on myself,
Inner peace, inside me, is rarely felt (hell, hell, hell, help)

When I die, will I dream?
Will I float in the cosmos conscious being?
Space ghost host with a soul set free,
Universal mind in a shared thought sea.
Be, anything,
See, everything,
Feel, certain things,
And limit out negative that the Devil brings,
I'm a magnet to material madness,
Mixed in a matrix made for the masses,
We go online and it's so tragic,
Fooling ourselves and become our own catfish.

I dream, lost in my dreams,
In a world that's close, but not what it seems,
In my dream, in my dreams,
Reality is the true nightmare.

Face facts, this path is alien to me,
I feel excluded from this life, with it's sights to see,
I feel alone, and controlled, could implode on myself,
Inner peace, inside me, is rarely felt (hell, hell, hell, help)

credits

from Alien [PE​.​2], released October 15, 2015
Beat Production: Madman Speakz
Written, recorded and mixed by Drew Devine.

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Werd (SOS) Edinburgh

Werd continues to work with artists in Scotland and abroad, creating music with some of Edinburgh’s top producers and artists as well as performing gigs at venues in the major cities. In 2011 Werd won Urban Recording of the Year at the Scottish New Music Awards held in Glasgow. Werd also records for many Edinburgh acts out-with his own releases. Hosted and co-hosts rap battles for SSU & Dont Flop. ... more

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