Kano - Blue Sky: Blood My In Is Music lyrics

[Kano] Van Gogh the beat, Banksy the street No spoilt b**h but the 16s are sweet Paint pros a picture, Rolls gold the wrist up One go and its the, joint raps elite Ian Wright inspired, Illmatic and I am Bob Marley the fire, Iron, Lion and Zion Two uncles?, mind that, Gregory Isaac Blap, blap, rewind that; Blood My In Is Music, I see pride, I see poor Bad a** mutherf-cker, call me Jack Bauer Push boundaries, f-ck you p-ssies White sugar coated like Rowntrees Steve Jobs of rhyming, stay thinking forward n***a stop trying to A&R when youre around me Dont take civilian advice, cos I do me You do you like youre watching blue movies I does this, this is routine Like 5,6,7,8, told them, suicide, n***a detonate Grime, need some new laws, Im trying to legislate Find me some new doors, Im trying to break em in And fly to a new height, kite in the blue sky It all started as a dream, I wanted to be Pay as you G Question: Now whos the best? Willy, you and G Profession, when someones really paying you Gs And Ive been getting money since Versace blue jeans The road aint my ting cuzzie but big up you Gs Plural, funeral for snitches all G Cant pimp K cos a n***a UG Break a n***a face like D-U-G Mr. Blue Sky while Im praying for the rain Complacent when Im happy so Im praying for some pain Porsche Cayman, ride shotgun, let me take you down memory lane Started Home Sweet Home nothing heavy on the brain Beats and Bars reinforced a n***as reign London Towns where I fell out with the fame Industry politics, I thought we could abolish this Cos honestly the game was trying to break me like Im promises Anti-record label til they employ basic common sense Grime Street I want my independence and I run with it Rain on the n***as til they find out where the brolly is Method to the Madness, my money where my mouth is Put 60 bags of my own f-cking cash in Im a f-cking real artist, theyre acting Plus Im on my agent sh** b**h Im acting Tour the whole Atlas with Gorillaz and The Clash Me, Willy, Diz and Bizzle put these spittas on the map Pa**port full up cos the Visas and the stamps in Not a f-cking Nandos stamp b**h, traveling Yeah the boy done good from East Ham That little engine that could is now the track king My antics aint for the A-list, Im Alien Dropped E.T. and its a Mad Ting I tell em we might breathe the same air And we bathe in the same sun And even drink the same water But you can see Im in a league of my own See Im in a league of my own See Im in a league of my own yeah League of my own yeah Got a suit now this how Im living Took it from the street now my n***as in the business Puppet on a string, no n***a, Im the realest No really Im the realest So leave me alone, leave me alone yeah Leave me alone yeah Heart and soul in this sh** Time and dough on this sh** This game is my life So Im just having fun with this b**h