The Sound Of Colours --- EP, by Jack Flash (2024)

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Verse 1Live in the place on a saturday nightthe headline act is catching stage frightand thats true, i dont exagerate hypedon't take Flash for that X-Factor fake typeI string words together like classic playwritessh*t'd make you wanna go back and pay twiceBut dont hate, you should congratulate likeyou would a reigning champion after they fighta lot of waste man rap as of late, whydo they act like its fine to fabricate liesthey dumb it down so much that ya brain diesbut my new school, true boom bap can save lifesyes it runs that deep, f*ck that cliche gay rap, DJ run that beatit* like a Rocky Balboa come back themethe running up the steps or the punchbag themeFlash the champine, I f*ck up tag teamsyou rappers arent fit to lick my nutsa*ck cleanlet alone headline when Im on the billBro, dont trip thinkin you got signed for your skillsh*t, brainwashed fans dont decide if you're ill coz if the two of us stood side by side youd be killedand so i stand out from a thousand otherdull minds who are blind to my sound of coloursChorusAnd I hereby declare my body a vesselThrough which the spiritual bonds with the mentalI pledge to never interupt its connectionLet it flow in its own directionSaid I herby declare my body a vesselThrough which the spiritual bonds with the mentalI pledge to never interupt its connectionLet it flow in its own directionLet it flowVerse 2Let it flow, Young go getter go get the goldlet them know, open up like centre foldsand connect the globe, took Manhattan, the Berlin like Im Leanord CohenThe professionalism is set in stoneEmbedded in every bone, and never could it be clonedpresented in episodes, i vent it at every showeven in December, do i get a cold reception? NooooWhen my pen strokes, sh*t is like your left side going numbMaybe thats the reason why you rappers sound so dumbI could play this game all day but shouldnt have to The whole world should see that you're sh*t is f*cking wack dudebut they got ways to alter what you think of songsthe whole United Kingdom got a pair of blinkers onthats why you sing along to every single thing thats on your radio, i dont know, maybe you dont think its wrongbut i do, and im not afraid of sayin soso much wack sh*t, but i moderate the ratioborn for the role and ive gotta let the majors knowp*rn for the soul, make it blow, like felatioso be opinionated, hate it if you must doi could be creative bout it, but na, f*ck youman you're just the same as a thousand otherdull minds who are blind to my sound of coloursChorusAnd I hereby declare my body a vesselThrough which the spiritual bonds with the mentalI pledge to never interupt its connectionLet it flow in its own directionSaid I herby declare my body a vesselThrough which the spiritual bonds with the mentalI pledge to never interupt its connectionLet it flow in its own directionLet it flow

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ChorusI could do this all day and I probably will til i kill my competition and ive gotten my filleven with no effort im the king on top of the hilland im not about to topple off it, stop or chillI could do this all day and I probably will til i kill my competition and ive gotten my filleven with no effort im the king on top of the hilland im not about to topple off it, stop or chillVerse 1you hear a thunder clap, me? i hear the Gods applaudyou run in and lock your doors, urine in your soggy drawersyou need a clean up operation, me i mop the floorbefore the cops are called, you've been dropped off at the morgueive taken care of it before you've even thought of howhandle my beef like "good morning cows, this way to the slaughter house"your calves are orphans now, i carve your organs outforce you to war like i was Tony Blair or Gordan BrownHiphop is northern bound, Id love to see Yorkshire shinenot to draw a border line but southerners blow all the timeHow can a rapper make a pop record and call it grimeno wonder everyones sayin the hiphop genres diedi dont distort the lines, thats not the sound of grime or hiphopthats why i just call it pop, and i swear my jaw just droppedturn the TV on, in shock and awe i watch,more dick suckers down on both their knees and pleading for some co*cklabels only care if their ringtone or MP3 is hotpeas in pods with MCs whose artistic dignity is lostand we just watch, we're sheep in flocksbleeting whenever their CD drops,eating whatever they feed us cozwe believe what we see and out TV's GodFreeze It, STOP, wake up call, these rappers are all miragesthey fall apart when they come up against a thoughtful artistand if you bought that garbage, you're blatantly not the smartesttool in the box, id say a few crops short of a harvestChorusI could do this all day and I probably will til i kill my competition and ive gotten my filleven with no effort im the king on top of the hilland im not about to topple off it, stop or chillI could do this all day and I probably will til i kill my competition and ive gotten my filleven with no effort im the king on top of the hilland im not about to topple off it, stop or chillVerse 2You see a lightening Flash, Me? I see the Gods are proudThey gave me Earth as a stage and they watch me from the cloudsAnd im their messenger thats corresponding from the groundElectronically charged, passin power onto crowdsyou catch a static shock from a dap, sh*t is like a one inch punchFlash make the impossible words rhymes, Orange, Monthmy imagination on a run like its Forrest Gumpeat a squad of chump rappers, drop my pants, squat and dumpsick of chattin with rappers who tell that they're on it butnot enough to drop in a cypher with me because theyre drunksick of meeting rappers in person, i thought i'd click withthen realising that theyre on some "ye, get off my dick" sh*tI shouldn't presume they're cool, but really they're just like prit-stickand my style is superglue, so when they fall off guess who fixed itsick sh*t, so distinctive, it must be Flashhungry as a f*cking tramp sleeping in the underpassthere goes that thunderclap, i get a standing ovationthats standard i should get one just for the damn innovationstill im patiently waiting with a blank window vacant for radio to catch up, theres too many anti-dope stationsand i love being the guy you gotta rewindlike every bar can only be digested one at a time,you're running behind the leader, the winning position is mineand im looking back at the loosers while im on my finishing lineChorusI could do this all day and I probably will til i kill my competition and ive gotten my filleven with no effort im the king on top of the hilland im not about to topple off it, stop or chillI could do this all day and I probably will til i kill my competition and ive gotten my filleven with no effort im the king on top of the hilland im not about to topple off it, stop or chill

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VerseGive me a little shot of liquor, say a single shotsomething to sip and not a spirit that'll go to my head and rip it offWHAT? there's only jack? That i cannot handleby the way that's jack as Iron, not DanielsSee, Simon is my man and his fam are from Curacaoand whenever they travel they always bring back a brewand Si is sorta partial, to the firewaterand his mother's something like an expert at smuggling it by the borderbefore they left I made me quite an orderand the delivery has just come in and so now im signing for itsay Sayonara to functioning tonightget ready to stumble, jumble your words and double your sightgive me the biggest shot of liquor that'll hit me like a cinder blockprobably put me in a box and make my friggin liver rotWHAT??? we're out of jack, that i cannot handlewell f*ck it if we're finished with the iron get the danielsi shoot like John Wayne, Puke like one daythis'll probably catch up with me but i dont compainJyager's the entree, Ray and Nephew for the mainno excuse, lets shoot, unless you are afraidthe f*ckin youth of today, blazing a zoot in the cubical, chewing urinal cakesi know, go head and screw up your face, must be disgustingbut trust, things are gettin worse, coz ive just started lustingand any 2's looking like a 5 star and bustingis on the agenda so i'm getting head by the dustbinthis just in, urgent news flashloose that, we moving venues for that new gash!!!CHORUSAnother night out, Jack Iron in effecttil its lights out, that lad int right in the headbut you're only young once, Flash we int that young no moreI said you only live once,so take off the top and pourAnother night out, Jack Iron in effecttil its lights out, that lad int right in the headbut you're only young once, Flash we int that young no moreI said you only live once,so take off the top and pour

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VERSE 1I hit the beat raw, and i bust for like four minutes straightforget foreplay, my metaphors penetratethe force generates a feeling thats org*smichardcore triple x sh*t, while you're flaccidf*ck a watershed, broadcast it, nasty as sodomyassociate flash with controversyon the beat but i int no bobbyin fact i am, like jack iron, ill take over your whole bodyparalyse brains, you're a candlelight flameim a furnace, burning past the farenheit rangemake the mercury pop,certainly itll put u in surgery, my sh*t is 3rd degree hotskin grafts have your body full of burgendy spotshundred plus proof, end up in an urn from a shotcatapult you into permanent shockits affirmative, God dammit, im far too determined to stopCHORUSand the beat goes, Boom, Bap like a slap to your facethe bass making you want to smash up the placecan i get a couple crazy bastards with me???Lets Harass The CityBoom, Bap like a slap to your facethe bass making you want to smash up the placecan i get a couple crazy bastards with me???Lets Harass The CityVERSE 2Too hot to handle, too heavy to holdIm legendary, you're only allegedly dopeyou got a couple of obligatory sympathy dapsall of a sudden you think that you can kick it with flashyou got a big pat on the back off these industry catsi think the whole place'll hold their middle fingers to thatyou probably bought the magazine review, paid for all the airplayso the rep is really coz of paper to be fair matei see em like theyre bait, treat it like feeding timesink my teeth into their flash and eat an MC alivekeep em running like drill sergeantsf*cker, im still starving, on the starter, f*ck what the bill's chargingi eat til im full, chew beef off a bullso im not scared of beef MCs wanna pullme, i'm the honorable, the one and the oraclethe prodigal son, stunning like a steve austin moveare you blind? its obvious im phenomenalmy product designed to climb to the top and conquer allnausia rising up inside your abdominal and its not suprising to find that im responsibleso now you rocked a couple week showsand you think you're big, like we should know your steelogo easy on the ego, you eager bambinoyou're bout to make me throw them Tito Ortizz blowsCHORUSand the beat goes, Boom, Bap like a slap to your facethe bass making you want to smash up the placecan i get a couple crazy bastards with me???Lets Harass The CityBoom, Bap like a slap to your facethe bass making you want to smash up the placecan i get a couple crazy bastards with me???Lets Harass The City

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ChorusThey say she wears way too much make upshe's got that over the top fake lookBut her man don't seem to mindSo nobody is intrudingThat's way too much make up she's got that over the top fake lookBut her man don't seem to mindSo nobody is intrudingVerseShe's like 22, went to school with herPeer pressure put a bit of attitude in herNow she's miss thingShe was too thin for me but a crew member liked her looksaid that she was beautiful coz she distinctiveI introduced them, theyre in sync with each otherlike sister and brother, like kids to their motherslike kissin your lover and kissin they didreal passionate, couldn't wait to christen her bedand it was criss in her head, she had it all worked outbut she was bout to learn what happened when the fire burns outcoz although she had her flame litthey wasnt on the same wickbasically he was on some game sh*tso she gave an ultimatem, and he liked the fact she took controlso he stepped his game up, moved out of his mother's homegot a bedsit together, thinkin they was living betterbut she never could predict what came nextone morning when she went to check the post she noticed this letterit was addressed to her man, from his exshe said "how does she know where we live?did you give her our address and if you did, WHY!!??" I thought we'd been through thisI been foolish, clearly you didntchange a damn thing when you moved inThe fued went into the wee hours of the nightuntil he couldn't take the pressure and he started up a fighthe hit her with a right, silenced her with shockso she rushed up to the phone, started dialling up the copsshe stopped after pressing two 9's and then she droppedthe reciever, when she could see the violence just eruptin his eyes, and he beat her to sleepshe weeped through the night and the weeks went on byhe creeped with his mistress, he kept his distancehe defeated her self esteem til it seemed non existantthen he went back just to clean up the messmake false promises up and releave her of stresswhy couldn't he leave her instead?it isn't fair, and i swear no-one knowsbut they say she wear...CHORUSWay too much make upshe got that over the top fake lookbut her man don't seem to mindso nobody is improvingwhen are we gonna wake upcoz everytime that they break upshe applies that extra layerso nobody sees the bruising

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Verse1ye we livin in the fast lane, aspiring to do what they tell us toi'm tryna develop new songs so i can sell a fewmellow from the stella brews, high off second hand fumesgrass roots music produced by working class yootsgrew too fast, time flies like a boeing jetno regret so far, i know it isnt over yetblowing sess once in a blue, vodka and juicehead spinning like the ones and the twosand i got nothing to loose, honesty driveni put my ipod in and listen, thats when i make myself a conscious decisionlike "i need to escape this, coz everydays the same sh*tand i int never gonna break away on this wage slipand some turn to drugs, and drugs turn to beefwhen beef turns to death, we turn the other cheeknow tell me what's worse, all these acts of violenceor the fact that nobody even bats an eyelid?i know, its mad scary, time slips through our fingerssome make it worse, piercing their skin with syringesand we got our own versions of personal demonsi turn to the verse and the beat and i work to defeat emwe're only as clean as the dirt we're conceilinghanging onto my hapiness, tryna make that sh*t a permanent feelingyo i gotta prioritise, i'm all grown nowbut i'm wishing that just for a minute we can slow downChorusThabo: I want you to slow downTake a, take a, take a load off(Decelerate)Coz you're living too fast nowpay the, pay the, pay the loan off(Fast pace living got my heart rate racing)I want you to slow downturn the, turn the, turn the phone off(slow down)coz you're living too fast now(ye, slow it down yo, slow it down)Verse 2It's all criss women and casual sexcatching the symptoms of syphillis coz you didnt strap on a blexit's all, broke pocket and gambling debtscracking a can to opress embarrasment of having regretme, im a man of respect,certain people cross their fingers with their right, and shake your hand with their leftbut i got standards to set, so when you ask if im vexedwith the current way theyre living then the answer is yesi swear my sanity gets pushed to its limitit took me a minuteto tell the real from the fake, but i discovered the differencecoz everybody acts the the thug, mean muggin at the clubman give you daps and hugs, still you feel the lack of lovewannabe suge knights, drug highs and drunk fightsgun crime, but still the sun shines here, sometimesyou could learn to love life if you slow downa sense of desperation seems to run through my whole townme, im at home now, bumping some motownpolotics on the blower, im throwning my phone downi int gonna deal with it, ill just go AWOLtake a day off and ignore it when they callstill at the same stall, on the same marketcrack of dawn, up with the sun when the days startingthe hustle and bustle rush and the struggle we're livinis why i'm tryna slow it down for a couple of minutesThabo: I want you to slow down(slow down)Take a, take a, take a load off(Decelerate)Coz you're living too fast nowpay the, pay the, pay the loan off(I can feel life breathing down my neck)I want you to slow downturn the, turn the, turn the phone off(yo)coz you're living too fast now(Richie Ruks, elevate, slow down, slow it down yo)

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Running from the predator of credit and debt and you're definatley in a dead end nowcoz today is the day when the baliff came to take away what you got to pay for what they leant outany amount, if you got pennies around, money left in the couchf*ck if the lecky is out, they'll take the rent for the houseunsympathetic, if it's credit you wantcoz they're not tryna listen to your "im on benefits" songso quit you serenading, its falling on deaf earsbuy now and pay next year, its time to get that debt clearedring my doorbell and all hell breaks looserunning round my house, tryna plot out escape routesits repossession, the legal theif professionbusiness is booming and they int never seen recessionyou'll be playing FIFA with your feet up, you dont see the threatthey'll roll up on your street like reefer heads and take your TV setfeeling like V for vendetta with some beef to settlei need a cup of tea but the f*ckers have teefed my kettlehands tied and im pleading for an amnestybut that wont be an option they even out the balance sheether majesty's prison is where they say they'll send medont tempt me, thats 3 square meals and living rent freeman 10 feet, by 8 feet int enough to contain mebut i got to escape these interest rates and late feesit's a cold world, too much thought'll give you brain freezeFREEZE, the cameras are clocking you, STOP, smile and say cheesethey know where you are, where you go, what you owethere's no escaping you're paying, you're reaping what you sowSO, even a change of face and plastic surgerywont erase you from the database, you're trapped eternallypermanently in purgatory and personallyi think its purposely planned so there is not a single person free

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ChorusB R OK E (X4)VerseB, Be in the moment and not the past orliving too far in the future pressing fast forwardI press play and said goodbye to yesterdayIm guided by tomorrow but im never led astraylet me set it straight, this is important so get a tapepress record and you can capture each and everything i sayi dropped an album in 2008come the release, there was confusion surrounding the datethe distribution? it flopped, wasnt in shops on timeso for the first few weeks, it only dropped onlineokay the PR? man company closed downand there was no tour planned, i wanted off of this merry go roundbut in my head im thinking, ive got a dope soundmy freestyles sick, let alone what i wrote downit looks as if theyre not doing me justiceit just isnt good enough, im thinking f*ck thiswe was promoting it on some catch up sh*tand never caught the buzz it should have been backed up withso, i go back to the drawing board,time to analyse and leave no flaw ignoredput some law and order into my planscoz ill be damned if i find myself doing this dance, againbroke but not broken i got cracks to mendmight postpone sh*t, but im not cancellingB R OK EB R OK EBa bit stronger than weRand i know thingsll be O Ktake it Easywe just gotta Ba bit stronger than weRand i know thingsll be O Ktake it EasyB, Be in the right state of mind and justBreathe, gather your thoughts take your time and proceed, and go at your own pacecoz bro theres no shame, in going for the gold in a slow racebut nobody wants to work in their old ageso if you're gonna do it, do it like you control fatei'm no stranger to them broke days,but i int gonna get that far, wishing they'll go awaythis isnt about rims, ice and moetit* about tryna live life on low payto be more specific its bout the transitionfrom having an ambition to living that visionthey call it success, me I suggest you study the subjectcoz you wont pass this exam with a good guessyou gotta work hard, think smart, cram and get obsessednow whats the definition of hunger?man, its feeling priveledged when you slumberit's not enough to sell minature numbersand sit back like, mission accomplishedis it a wonder that we're B R OK Ewhen our whole regime is just so lazy but hey, dont blame me, thats just the way that it goesand these might be the breaks but i int made to be brokeB R OK EB R OK EBa bit stronger than weRand i know thingsll be O Ktake it Easy

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ChorusIf everything I did so far was in vainand it meant going right back and starting againthen i would, for the love, im not scared of square oneburst out the staring blocks, blast the airgunIf everything I did so far was in vainand it meant going right back and starting againthen i would, for the love, im not scared of square oneburst out the staring blocks, blast the airgunVerseNot your ordinary narrative, my story variesall the characters performing are my commissariesand the only cameras are closed circuitand though audiences gather round its no circusits life, times change, day merges into nightpeople come, people go, dark turns back into lightwhats my life like? i dont have an answer to share with youlife is life, what the f*ck can i compare it to?im going through it like i know it allim a house made of straw and as soon as the wolf blows it fallsso i redraft plans and pave over flawsbuilt a house made of brick, with an open doorsee i just cant seem to win for loosinglooking for truth like, WAIT, maybe its illusionand they got us all on a wild goose chasemust have broke my mums heart to see her child loose faithin my teens all id think about is lyrics and beavermy pants sagged my breath stank of wrigleys and reefermy headphones were round my earsantisocial round my peersand i smoked, only spoke to order us a round of beersdrowning fears of an angry adoloescent's thoughtsmaybe that would have been time better spent indoorsnights thrown away, fights, 5-0 and blades,overstayed my welcome and i had my lesson taughtforced myself to stay in a dedicate to rapprocrastinatin wont make me i gotta face the factssober up a little, f*ck a tipple if it hurtskeep my upper lip as stiff as my dick when im hittin birdsi figured in these words, i could reach the planet wideso i graduated and grabbed the micsomething id never done and was out of character but i had to try itround the time started cyphering with this cat named Wize(rest in peace)we kicked it in college and borrowed the studio keysevery wednesday people came to watch us both MCthese are the time i remember with a fondnessnonchalauntly i moved away from the nonesensemade a seemless transition, and spent more time with mans willing to support my ambitioni know so many in a rut, in a place where theyre stuckwhere the drugs have replaced what they love its a shamebut everybody's got their vicesa lot of nights i got an alcoholic likenessbut im gettin by, head is high and im chillinmaking considerable progress with this enterprise im buildini met so many influential people along the waywho helped me improve myself and every song i makeso this homage i pay, is to my family and friendsthat might mean nothing to ya, but id be nothing without themso in turn my people help me more than they knowthis is a dose of modern day soulthis is just dope, and organic flowand the roots get even deeper the more that it growscaught in a moment, open when i reminiscefeeling like everyday is my genesisand im just starting out, brand new hunger surgeanother day another dollar and another verseanother song another album, im nothing but humbledeven if we only sell like a couple of hundredand we turn up to our shows like some massive starbut park far away from our fans so they dont see our crappy carswe're so hiphop tryna walk before we crawlbut thats the reason so many rappers are born to fallbut all in all if they said this was the endi wouldnt hesitate to go through it all againbecauseIf everything I did so far was in vainand it meant going right back and starting againbro i would, for the love, im not scared of square oneburst out the staring blocks, blast the airgunIf everything I did so far was in vainand it meant going right back and starting againbro i would, for the love, im not scared of square oneburst out the staring blocks, blast the airgungun gun gun gun gun gun gun gun gun gun gun gun gun gun gun gun gun gun gun

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ChorusEverybody Keep on dancing, dancing, dancing to the same songEverybody keep on singing, singing, singing alongVerse 1I walk into the club, I know the bouncersThats why i'm strapped and i have got a couple ouncesI see this chick i like, she's looking fine as hellI make my move on her, she's standing by herselfI say I'm Flash, but you know, She say you're flash and it showsI got a passion for hoes, so i just grab her and goWe get to the door and I'm holding her handThats when this song comes on and she just wants to stay for a danceand thats whyChorusEverybody keep on dancing, dancing, dancing to the same songEverybody keep on singing, singing, singing alongEverybody keep on dancing, dancing, dancing to the same songEverybody keep on singing, singing, singing alongVerse 2This is hip-hop nosis that you're being controlled withRadio increase the dosage, and the dopest thing is you don't noticeAt work same song play for the whole shiftNow you at home, singing a song you dont likefrom some rapper, that employed someone to ghostwritego to the club and i swear for the whole nightthat they got you under some spell like snow whitethen you go buy the release, song after song and the crisis repeatssame old ideas, repackaged in new boxessame old labels back with new rostersstop this madness, sad, hiphop has dropped its standardsswapped its anthems, for songs from imposter gangsterswrite them a hit and you're locked in handcuffsno room for maneuvering, and you have been used againlike so many wannabe musicians15 minutes up, label dont give a f*ckcoz they got a next chumps signatureand your fans so fickle, man showbiz'llruin all your plans for shizzlechew you up spit you out like gristlemeanwhile in a little bar in the middleof any single town in the british islesadults are dancing to infantilepop songs that int got a hint of styleclaiming hiphop but theyre in denialso keep talking, feet forwardlike good little sheep sleep walkinghow come, you dont notice when they switch the song butyou're still managing to dance along?

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ChorusIts kind of crazy how some things are not what they seemand what you expect isnt always what you receiveyou got it all planned out? it can change in a flashcoz a first impression never lastsi said its crazy how some things are not what they seemand what you expect isnt always what you receiveyou got it all planned out? it can change in a flashcoz a first impression never lastsi said a (first) impression never (lasts) cmoni said a (first) impression never (lasts) cmoni said a (first) never (lasts)i said a (first) never (lasts)cmonVerse 1Countless amount of times i's seen hershe's the type of queen that, you'd follow down the street to,see that righteous rear(wow)unblemished skin, no cosmetics or surgeryswear she used to walk past where i worked purposleyand she used to flirt with me, even gave her digits outwhen i tried to call her though, she always let the sh*t ring outcouple times she picked it up, talking bout shes busy butshe'll ring me when she's free and did she call me back? Did she f*ckI cant lie though, it made me want her even moreplaying hard to get was getting me absorbedi was fiending for it like this the type of girl i'd settle down withthe type i'd talk about kids with, wed and move out withon some shared bank account and detached house sh*tthen she came to see my show one night wearing this outfitabsolutley stunning man, magic in a dressi had an overwhelming feeling then of having to possessand i don't fully remember what the both of us had saidthough i do remember later when she woke up in my bedthe greyhound had caught the rabbit, it was the morning aftercouldn't see a condom wrapper, did i go in raw to smash it?i was cool, i just hope i didnt bustwhen i said i wanted kids, i was trippin it was lustfeelin ill, but she said she's on the pill so its finebut if she did have a kid, then she'd want it to be minei was like hold the f*ck up slow down rewindshe said i love you baby, thank you for my very first timeChorusIts kind of crazy how some things are not what they seemand what you expect isnt always what you receiveyou got it all planned out? it can change in a flashcoz a first impression never lastsi said its crazy how some things are not what they seemand what you expect isnt always what you receiveyou got it all planned out? it can change in a flashcoz a first impression never lastsi said a (first) impression never (lasts) cmoni said a (first) impression never (lasts) cmoni said a (first) never (lasts)i said a (first) never (lasts)Illas(last)Verse 2Weekend, i met this other girl, now wait, how can i say thisif she was a song, you wouldnt put her on your playlistna, she int the greatest, i dont mean to be degradingbut she's wanted me for ages and i've put her on hiatusa date is out the question though, she usually callswhen she's had a few and wants a visit to her student hallsand a couple times i picked it up, talking bout im busy buti'll ring her when im free and did i call her back? Did I f*ck!but sh*t, her luck was in one saturday nightI was drunk and I was horny and the balance was rightso i answered it like, "ye, whats up, what can i do for ya?"she made some inuendo like, "you mean what can i do to ya?"the conversation went on and remained sexualuntil she said, "OK enough, ill give my address to you"but i was cooling with a beer in my relaxing chairso she came to mine plus she isnt worth the taxi fairbut she arrived looking like a different personmaybe its the burboun, but i thought she's gettin hit for certainmake up applied right, thighmaster-worked legsbreasts bursting from her vest, she was looking perfectand the sex was intense long and passionatecouldn't catch my breath, i sat gasping after iti said "maybe we should do this again?"she said "naaa, we probably better off just being friends!"ChorusIts kind of crazy how some things are not what they seemand what you expect isnt always what you receiveyou got it all planned out? it can change in a flashcoz a first impression never lastsi said its crazy how some things are not what they seemand what you expect isnt always what you receiveyou got it all planned out? it can change in a flashcoz a first impression never lastsi said a (first) impression never (lasts) cmoni said a (first) impression never (lasts) cmoni said a (first) never (lasts)i said a (first) never (lasts)cmon

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Verse 1How could I prioritise?yesterdays promise became tomorrows liesat the beginning i was on your sideone of the same, now we're not a likewhat so ever, so i severed our common tiesyou said "in my head's where the problem lies"i said "you're probably right" my arragonce was not disguisedin the slightest, night after night we'd tend to fightand pride is the trigger that makes my temper riseand you're oh so trigger happy, init?i can take it for a while but then i have to give itsee we squabble like kids and its followed by fits of frustration, im pissed off, balling my fistslike, "stop provoking, if another word is spoken ill..."BAM, next thing i know a peice of furnatures brokeni spoke to your mum, like "we're coping,we're cool" but we're cold, in fact we're practically frozeni get the notion a split is in storei've heard it before, "love dont live here anymore"theres plenty more fish in the sea and my bait is tastyi only say that so when this record is played you'll hate mecoz i'm the same as you, just tryin to get a reactionphysically i left, but there's still a mental attachmentseeing you with anyone is just jealousyand everytime i'm belling you, you continue tellin meChorusI am here, as sure as the sun rising up in the morningand not just sometimes baby i mean alwaysbut would you be that dedicated for me?take the wheel and steer, this automatic routine got me feeling emptywhy do you seem as if you resent me? you should choose if you're with me or against meVerse 2and at the root of it, i know that my music isthe reason that we're beefing, coz we dont have the same view on iti just cant give it to you the way that you want itand we cant exist in a relationship thats platonici know you see this like a hobby of minejust a guilty little pleasure that is hoggin my timeand that time, should be quality time the two of us are sharingso in your mind, when i was on tour i wasnt caringsee if i wore a suit to work and sat behind a deskthat domesticated little boyfriend puts your mind a restbut coz i'm making calls, writing songs and doing showsyou think its my social life extended to the studioand you're the one i shouldnt have to convinceye this isnt as bad as you imagine it isna, i said "in your head's where the problem lies"but you just denied it, shook it and then shut your eyesf*ck it, its like your brain is impenatrableyour values set in stone, but they'll be left in rubblewhen it all falls down, by the time the penny dropsthe outcome dont even matter and all bets are offsee, im one man, i got a weakness of twoand every 3 or 4 weekends i been speaking to youand a part of me regrets every time i said hellocoz we get in conversation and its then you let me know ChorusI am here, as sure as the sun rising up in the morningand not just sometimes baby i mean alwaysbut would you be that dedicated for me?take the wheel and steer, this automatic routine got me feeling emptywhy do you seem as if you resent me? you should choose if you're with me or against me

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ChorusLate Night Taggin, Trainline GraffinDancing in shadows, trained like assassinsdaytime nappin, waiting for the night when it fallsthen you're gonna see the writing on the wallLate Night Taggin, Trainline GraffinDancing in shadows, trained like assassinsdaytime nappin, waiting for the night when it fallsthen you're gonna see the writing on the wallVerse 12009, style wars still getting faughteven thought the authorities tightened up the lawsrenegades, strapped with a tin of painttryin to innovate, tryin to illustrate their innerstatemanifesting thoughts, to express their rawest feelingsthough it might mean a court appearancebut f*ck that, i wanna see the city coveredall the true hiphoppers are still graffitti loversto the boom box, body pop, moonwalkoverlooked by technicolour tags on rooftopsthem spray can fumes got me trippin like my first spliffany toys taking liberties then we burn sh*tfinal verdict, we turn brick to hopethey say we take part in vandalism but we dontin fact we offer you an inner image of our souli guess beauty lies in the eye of the beholderChorusLate Night Taggin, Trainline GraffinDancing in shadows, trained like assassinsdaytime nappin, waiting for the night when it fallsthen you're gonna see the writing on the wallLate Night Taggin, Trainline GraffinDancing in shadows, trained like assassinsdaytime nappin, waiting for the night when it fallsthen you're gonna see the writing on the wallVerse 2Look at the Berlin Wall, covered in graf after it collapsedlike a plaster over the wounds of the pastand its that very sentiment, that made me put pen to inknot to sketch but to show respect to those stencillingplotting and pencilling their plans for their next peiceThe graf artist, forgotten brother of the MCbut i remember bro, though we don't speak a lotwe'll have a family reunion at graffitiboxJack Flash, EODUB, live on stage famput the mic on, get the krylon spray canDAMN, I'm a lifelong paint fan,from Europe all the way to New York City, grafitti's gracelandso throw that sh*t up, get up, get out and paint somethingthis is not a one generation thingthis is from then to now, everything and allstand back in awe, man the writing's on the wallChorusLate Night Taggin, Trainline GraffinDancing in shadows, trained like assassinsdaytime nappin, waiting for the night when it fallsthen you're gonna see the writing on the wallLate Night Taggin, Trainline GraffinDancing in shadows, trained like assassinsdaytime nappin, waiting for the night when it fallsthen you're gonna see the writing on the wall

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Verse 1I've heard it said that you only succeed on the day that you blowwell, if thats true, im the dopest failure i knowand im largely undiscovered at the time of pressmany still to buy the album yet but it isnt like im depressedand recently i havent had no time to resttook my grind to the web like cyber sexbranched out on a digital stee*zim only visitin see, hiphop lives in the streetwhere my people dwell, see me in my filas or adidas shellswith a cd to sell, til the day im eatin welli see myself rocking for thousands,pounds in my pocket while im out shottin my albumand im not comin down, you wont see my feet touchin the groundleave with me coz im up in the clouds, believeloving the sound of the compositionredefining the standard of what was once sufficientCHORUSand if its love, then its love and get love backbut if not then move, hiphop is truthand its gotten too, mass manufacturedbut do we fool with that wack sh*t? no sirno props for them mainstream robotsdont stop even though they givin us low oddsjust turn it up, feel the bass and the treble limitif only for several minutes i revel in itVERSE 2Surpassing what you came to expect and they tell me hiphop just diedwell if it did, then the fame and the fashions what laid it to restbut right now it just got revivedim not suprised to find big rappers bite from the little actsbut few got quality control so they bite and bite but eventually get bitten back when their label come and swallow their souland never did i borrow a flow, or ever rented a linei spent my time working and developing minewith an unforgiving training regimestraining to be the greatest, would i faint or stay on my feet?the first test, the lesson i learned best is you earn repstheyre not free and you sleep when you deserve resta home made original, basic principlebecame my daily ritualCHORUSand if its love, then its love and get love backbut if not then move, hiphop is truthand its gotten too, mass manufacturedbut do we fool with that wack sh*t? no sirno props for them mainstream robotsdont stop even though they givin us low oddsjust turn it up, VERSE 3a lot of them wanna rush to the topask me though, thats wackcoz they dont pay attention to detailyou might set off quick and be on a fast trackbut you dont travel express when you derailso slow yourself down boy, before you start to playyou better be sure, you've matured like chardonnayi crush rappers like grapes if they wineor if they ever try duplicate my designput the needle to the groove, get the people in the moodtheres something in the air, i can feel it in the roomand you immediatley move and respond to iti punish the haters for all their wrong doingssuccess will be the sweetest revengestay with it, see it happening and read til the endthe subtext of the love between me and my penso intense it wont be repeated againCHORUSand if its love, then its love and get love backbut if not then move, hiphop is truthand its gotten too, mass manufacturedbut do we fool with that wack sh*t? no sirno props for them mainstream robotsdont stop even though they givin us low oddsjust turn it up, feel the bass and the treble limitif only for several minutes i revel in it