I stay smart with these dark lyrics as i bump and grind
On the back of a big finish as i jump and rhyme
On a track, loop it back, just give it, spark gimmicks
Race over hurdles, why you feeling lost when we winning
Born sinning, learning these curves in friend circles
Face might turn purple, i won't slow down and curdle
Coz i started from the bottom and it ain't where i'm ending
Why try blend in, bottom's different for everyone
Don't matter how much you spending, hand outs they're lending
Positive vibes i'm sending, on the mend fending them off
Knock them down like tenpin
I ain't temping, this could be permanent
Who and what's the determinant to say otherwise
These other guys rub them out like detergent
Life's turbulent, better have an oxygen mask on your person
My sounds dispersing, emersed in unearthing
Don't swim with the serpents, they'll find your coordinates
Turn your clause to subordinate, how unfortunate
My magnitude proportionate, it's distortion
I distort them, lines i write, snort then abort them
With no forewarning or caution and go off the adrenaline
Sounding like Devlin, no medicine or anything
I'm constantly developing, i see the comfort zone beckoning
But this is my reckoning and i reckon in time
I'll get what i deserve, circle of life, drifting the curve
Handle my nerve, no bu*ter fingers, opening doors, no hinges
Let's unhinge this as we come in from the fringes
Coz these shows, all free shows, about me, who knows
I do this, when should i charge for the music
Water under the bridge like poo sticks, it's new sh**
All delirious experience, are things going as expected
Chasing higher points like nectar collected, my hearing selective
To constructive criticism, i aim for retrospective
It's a given, shine my light through the prism
But the further i go, the quicker the sand
Who's behind me, one man band, stuck in no mans land
Unplanned trip to the studio, lyrical shots take a full blow
Watch the movement like hublot
You know, you know
Coz you can't touch this, no MC Hammer
Write these lines in your empty planner
Try and call them your works, i'll throw in the spanner
Coz you're coming for beef so i'll bring the cattle
Take the piss like a drug test or a snake with a rattle
Battle for jacks sh** coz we ain't got jack sh**
So let's jack jack's sh** while this world spins on his axis
Falling out of practice, master your craft coz you lack this
I still k** tracks, red rum racing backwards
Said i still k** tracks, red rum racing backwards