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Yea, yea... |
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My life is deep, everyday's like constant greif |
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And all I wanna do is breathe, so I choose to rely on me |
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I'll never let me... |
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My life is deep, everyday's like constant greif |
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And all I wanna do is breathe, so I choose to rely on me |
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I'll never let me down... down, down, down, down |
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I'll never let me down |
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So I choose to rely on me, I'll never let me... |
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My life is deep, everyday's like constant greif |
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And all I wanna do is breathe, so I choose to rely on me, yea |
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Look, I spit the truth in the booth, no lie |
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So believe when I say that I've cried some nights |
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All on my own in my room and I'm thinking |
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Why did I choose this life it's deep |
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Where did it all go wrong, please tell me |
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I remember, and it feels like just the other day when my life was peaceful |
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Sitting on a wall in Stroudy |
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Now a few years later, I'm a little bit older, wised up, that much stronger |
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My mum thinks that I'm wasting time, I'm folding man, I can't handle the pressure |
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And I've been a star from school, so I've gotta maintain the cool |
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If not then I get labeled a wasteman, somebody help me son I'm gunna fall |
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It's a normal ting I find myself in the mixup |
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And it's all 'cause I touch mic's, all 'cause they call me Stryde or Stryder |
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All 'cause I came up with Ruffsquad, Rascal and Tiger |
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If I roll to a next endz, I'm bound to run into a next breh |
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'Cause I'm hype hype this year, but they ain't gunna move me |
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Not while I'm here, not this year |
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I'm not letting them take the piss here, I'm tryin to blow like Wretch here |
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But man are still tryin to hold me back like wait there |
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Man get busy like roach on a biscuit |
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Look, all this hype 'cause I MC and all I wanna do is make mad p |
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Look, is this really worth it, this life is far from perfect |
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Pain inside, but I'm cool on the surface, 'cause the click ain't tight no more |
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Some friends can't look me in the eye no more |
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It's hurting but I don't cry no more |
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I put my boy on my mix cd and all he could say is "My name ain't on it" |
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Rar, that's the thanks I get, mind and next time we'll see who's on it |
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Even my boys think I'm mashing with p's so I'm not even shocked by the war on the streets |
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And they think that Stryder's nice and the jack move goons keep plotting on me |
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Little did they know that my dough ain't there yet |
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I'm nice with the flow but I'm not quite there yet |
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That's why I'm a +Star In The Hood+ 'cause they think I've burst when I ain't even blown yet |
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Ain't it ain't even ending there these random questions I'm facing bare |
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Like "Why didn't Rascal sign you? Why not Ruffsquad, Why Newham Generals? " |
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I'm like, "Business is business, plus he don't owe me nuttin" |
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All these questions, I ain't got answers, what do I look like his brain or something? |
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Stop asking if it's all cool, 'cause all I can do is speak from my side |
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And it's still all love round East side, most of the mandem are still on your side |
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It was only a few years back, they had the strongest team it's a fact |
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Now look I've done my first album, no features from Rascal or Wiley, it's fucked... |
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Yea, it's real talk man, realness man, like... |
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I had to say what I had to say man... |
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Get me man, it's all love, still... |
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Yea, I'm signing out, I'm out, I'm out, I'm out, I'm out... |
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Yea, yea... |
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My life is deep, everyday's like constant greif |
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And all I wanna do is breathe, so I choose to rely on me |
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I'll never let me... |
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My life is deep, everyday's like constant greif |
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And all I wanna do is breathe, so I choose to rely on me |
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I'll never let me down... down, down, down, down |
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I'll never let me down |
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So I choose to rely on me, I'll never let me... |
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My life is deep, everyday's like constant greif |
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And all I wanna do is breathe, so I choose to rely on me |
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I'll never let me down |
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I'll never let me down |
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I'll never let me down |
