[Werd] His names Werd and his heads in a pickle Maybe heard him a lil he's been fickle since little He's been writing out raps compensate for the brittle And escape all he hates so that they can be invisible His own principles fate sticks with him still Dismissive of his lyrics after written being literal Sorry he's away with it It's her that made him do it with A touch of frustration and waiting on a change n sh** Aw it f*cking takes the piss - I am just half that Half pissed half cut with a joint half sparked I try and keep control... [Werd] You need me just bringing that speech You need Auld Reekie patter with a rapper on beats You need real music mate you don't see on TV You need to say hidden thoughts so we can achieve Turn on your radio Nah f*ck it - Turn it off Fear is your only God on the radio But here I got aiming for the top But not cause I want it cause really it's all I got I've been living since 11 n listened to hip-hop My prescription for decisions that's sinning and what knots Now I'm bringing to fruition volition and new thoughts Just listen my decision is taking what I want You fakers can tag on the building I build strong The foundation that I laid when played my first song When I found my home When some kind of madness... [Werd] I think you need honesty Right now, I think I lost you mate As I write like rappers ain't supposed to do Though it's tight get none, monastery I feel like that their picking on me Like a puppet off strings just fell before ye Guitar weeps, for a gentle nobody Never feel at home, vagabond, same old story But you changed me How I feel lately Crazy, it's like...