Christian is written on my birth certificate, Am I religious? Hang on, let me consider it... Well probably not, cos God thinks I'm a little prick Who said a prayer is like kinda like a christmas list, isn't it? So give me shit, stripping chicks licking lips, I'm only six, but I'm getting bored of pick and mix, Is he sick? Well doctor take the temperature My fluent influenza fluid flu is influencing ya... Silencing ya, while getting friendlier With a model from Valencia, foxy as Megan But maybe sexier? I'm a liar... Fire on my Calvin Kleins, Jumping off a cliff when I mountain climb See its like my brain is fighting itself, Why are you rapping like this, I don't know it's writing itself... See I'm torn in two, by the world I was born into Here's some news for you, I aint reading off the autocue... My psychological state Logically is calling for a hospital date, Working as a waiter, daily dropping the plates Aint for me, I stay at home eating cereal with chocolate flakes, Washing the slate clean, with the dribble from my daydream Was how to start the day till I was eighteen... Now I could be gambling, you could say I lost my head like I was Anne Boleyn Ambling to school, 28 days late Feeling like a zombie, let the pain take shape.. Its resembling me, assembly at 3, I was sitting Spitting written's and dismembering beats Please, I don't wanna talk to you... Show and tell, here's the head of the last person to take me on I brought for you... Fuck what I ought to do... That's why I'm at the Gates Of Hell Like St Peter told me to report to you... I see a lot of clones - Agent Smith So I interrupt them all like Taylor Swift, With a famous gift, Coming home intoxicated every night, Now I'm leaving all my neighbors pissed Try to play with this? Highly dangerous, I'm out of this world Practicing with Aliens, under the Alias Of a crazy misbehaving lazy kid, Teaching em Sibelius, on space ships Planet Earth better prepare for my presence I'm not the best but fuck it I do a scary impression, Telling my dad, look now spare me the lessons... The only thing I learnt from you is how to swear with aggression Depression used to be my company, Girls keeping on dumping me... The wrong type of bitches trying to be humping me, Leave my thigh alone, I won't provide a bone... Instead I'm fucking up my life - Hand me the microphone...

Used to be surprised to get a valentine, When I was young love was never what I had in mind, First girlfriends hurled me like a whirlwind... For the virgin version of myself, it was the worlds end. Funny that your seeming sweeter than a honey trap, A Queen Bee, the one that all of us were buzzing at I bought you movie tickets, now I want the money back At 13, I was hurting for certain thats why I fucking rap. Same girl once was quiet Now all the fellas in my neighborhood Confess they wanna try it On with her, cos her ass will make a thong quiver Though the cheating is sufficient to make even the strong wither So a lucky escape, Next girl, summers later when a couple of dates Went sour, I was getting chased out of a place After a kiss which I guess didn't account for her taste Ah, thats the end of me and Danielle, Women had my head spinning like a carousel, Now it's heaven but I used to be in a man in hell Too shy to breathe, saying to myself, man inhale! So I turned to a girl down the road from me, But heard word she preferred many over me Looking back with the eyes of the older me, The younger me was somebody that really was a nobody Despite that I was learning to kiss, With the type of girl I heard will make you burn when you piss Thinking of one in particular, Every person in my peers put at least a lip to her, Kids were fifteen pretending we were twenty one, Never needed Marvin Gaye to play to say 'lets get it on' Yes its wrong but its just our generation A practical approach to sexual education We were forgetting all the morals and ethics, Resting on my laurels so the college professors, Were telling me a failing man is simply not as impressive, I track my past path by flashbacks and following stresses Within my rap tracks to record, a place I been to before With the beautiful, took ugliest detours.... For example I was seventeen, unzipping my jeans For another girl i'd never seen, and that was in the street too Without even a hi or a pleased to meet you, Same thing on many weekends, the dance floor We'd drink a lot, not think a lot and then become a man whore. Saw the next girl maybe for a month or two... Told me Muz I'm dumping you, not cos I'm not in love with you It's cos I'm barely liking you and that makes me uncomfortable I'm like clearly, was I the only guy - not really, Also thought that a girl from my work, might be good from me But I was too uncertain to flirt, met my ex next week Thinking love had occurred while getting under her skirt So then I coveted her - but we realised that what we had was never real You told me it was never a forever deal So I'm grateful your feelings were fateful, Later in the week I was back to being shameful... But I knew that I needed to change, Cos a girl that I did love I nearly estranged, By crossing wires and coming across a liar Running across a fire of desire to admire the highest And most beautiful form of any female, You could all buy my album for details... You know when you know, it's true for life Lizzie, my path led to you - my future wife.

What if God was a woman, Certainly we never saw her coming, Always running as a young'un never gave them in my heart My tools to break theirs in two truly state of the art. Cutting edge - my lucks on the end of a fucking ledge.. Pushing it for a rush, trust I wouldn't pledge A matter of time before I fell in love, Feeling like my own brain was selling drugs... Heaven - you can be high on this, Belting out songs with eyes on where orion is... Pioneers, journeyman and every kind of traveller, Wanting the meaning of life, desiring to unravel her... But I aint looking for the absolutes, Hanging no knowledge from my poetry, don't grab the fruit, See I don't have the answers... We're stars, burning until we die like romances Chorus Actually you got my back, I never lack support, Holding me down like gravity, don't have to be an astronaught If I asked for it, you would give me space, But we're too down too earth, in our own world Such a fitting place, when we plan it right... I could have my life revolving round you like your satellite, You and I verse the universe, for a light year. 2012 do your worst, raining down the comets and the meteors See the impact you had on me was even more.. Holding a Galaxy, watching Life On Mars Thinking how bright those stars, Must be, simply to have lead to me you Everything you dream turns, eventually true So listeners, wish upon the constellations, Believe, it works miracles upon occasions... Chorus

Hello class i'm inviting you to take a seat, Show you how with timing in your rhyming you could break a beat Until I meet my maker, making heaven seven days a week I'm more like Penny Lane, no I aint raking dough like Baker Street. Now I'm back like I left suttin' The one no one will wanna press, the red button. College kid persona's gone and got your friend looking Life's a bitch, you''ll get your fucking but she'll tell that you meant nothing I was born the beginning of the nineties Schoolwork more ticks than my Nike's Highly likely find my psyche on the mic please, Yeah, we can't be separated - siamese. I spin the track around the planet like it's orbiting, I spit the rap to hit the store affording warbutons, It's in demand therefore I'll warn you all to get your order in Hear my thoughts on borderline disorder we were brought up in, The world is yours according to the corner mode of thought, Reported in the vocal chord recordings always hoping for, Cash in hand, a turn to handle it will open doors To candlelit dinners wit sinners sampling their chosen course, In the of restaurants, expensive ones you know the sort Wanting the twenty seven yachts, not knowing it's going overboard. Dream of benefits, while you are getting no support Broke like the law, when what you own is stole not only bought, Life is a bitch, so the suicidal chose divorce Getting to know the force like Kenobi by the close of court, You'll be solo in a cell, feeling foolish cos you knew the risk, And now the state control you, like a nucleus It's ludicrous, but I relate like a second cousin Distantly, my history is full of getting nothing, Outside a label lobby, I'm forever buzzing It's one in seven dozen, They'd be ever letting Muz in, fuck that See I could do it independently, Not for a spending spree or models all befriending me See my family depend on me Teaching each and every MC, diplomas in the art of rap Hip Hop is immortal, we aint here to make a martyr track When I'm gone, I leave you music as an artifact, Try to arrest me like a cardiac, you'll catch a heart attack Rapped for five years, - brilliant for half of that, With whereabouts unknown, like where the fuck my fathers at, Suave like Sinatra, smart like Sartres, Words have beauty like the fruit in forests of Sumatra But sharper than Katana's so you best go fetch your armor When there's drama, I'm calm my palms drier than sahara, Grains, brains ablaze like flames of intifadas in Gaza, My lyrics harder, sitting spitting out the stardust No money in my card plus, how you could you be heartless? I wanted to make a living, now I'd die to be an artist Getting royalties, paying lawyer fees, so my mum can afford To get the court decrees and money we're owed Its a troubling road, that brought me to the present And my suffering showed, represented with the pens ink, Make the hardest rapper soften up and then begin to look as weak as N-Sync. That's what I'm doing on the regular, I'm out of this world welcome to my nebula, We all got stars to reach, these are lines are for life While my heart can beat.

Well if your living in the world today You need a stronger stomach As well as hell of a lot of vertebrae See the western world are furthering the murder rate Swooping down and snatching young as if they were a bird of prey Thats how they earn their pay Thats why I turn away from my religion I aint hearing what the churches say, Its not insurgents on the surgeons tray I'm surfing on the curvature of Earth And seeing brains the state of Kurt Kobains Fanning the burning flames, actually heard the planes Erasing places where they haven't even learnt the name Or nationality, rational aint reality I'm here to pull you down towards the earth like I was gravity, Demons they grab at me, scheming, attacking me Their begging and their pleading i'll fit into neat into their category Of raps that don't report, my tracks they don't support Conformity, 'cos normally thats why we go to war I rock your boat of thought, before I throw you overboard To oceans of emotions flowing, no I'm showing no remorse Life is a bitch and so the suicidal chose divorce But me i'll stay the course, so play the chorus It’s so loud Inside my head With words that I should have said! As I drown in my regrets I can’t take back the words I never said I can’t take back the words I never said The capital was full of protests, Yesterday the restless were requesting shows of progress Instead of tax rise, instead of student cuts So now the country is erupting like vesuvius And overseas we over seize petroleum And sodium for salt to salt your snack watching a movie at the odeon Showing opium that takes the form of violence Addicted to it, guess thats why you hear the call of sirens And never silence, I sever eyelids So your forced to watch and witness just what I've arrived with, The picture that I'm painting and I'm printing aint surprising Climate getting higher, water level rising Radiation running through the rivers of Japan, Delivered to the liver by the drink thats in the hand, Children see their future as it sinks into the sand Workers lose lives, at the broken power plant It’s so loud Inside my head With words that I should have said! As I drown in my regrets I can’t take back the words I never said I can’t take back the words I never said They divide the rich and poor, It's splitting apart the nation like the Libyan civil war, We're living in insecure situations all over the place Nobody breaks whose keeping the faith, And people need to seek and embrace The counterpart of hate, I found my heart can make The type of art that those who love the charts Just can't relate. I'm giving my all to author books you never read Verses you never heard and all the words I never said. It’s so loud Inside my head With words that I should have said! As I drown in my regrets I can’t take back the words I never said I can’t take back the words I never said

Why do I feel like I know, Exactly what I need but I don't want it even though, My dreams are falling deeper, I aint sleeping at the mo-ment I'm in agreement with the reaper that my soul Won't be sold, so I'm keeping on the low Down like I don't see me being pro-fessional Yes I will tell how you it is, powerless in my cowardice Afraid I'd sacrifice happy marriages for an hours bliss. But I don't wanna be my father And I don't wanna lead a harder Life looking for loving then fucking receiving nada, Enough is enough and enough isn't even my starter I start to wonder whats happened to my hunger? Hearing clapping like its thunder, rapping like I'm under The eye of the storm, the night I was born Left my parents excited for dawn, So many hopes, in the hands of an infant, So many roads but my feet leave an imprint Upon the wrong one, leaving my feelings in a condom Feeling that I've gone wrong, long gone Continue on a slippery slope, tipping liquor to throat To liver with the wickedest quotes, I'm cold so the lyrics I wrote need the thickest of coats To listen I'm vociferously riffing the notes As if I was broke and brittle as hope my spirit is choked. I'm picking a rose from thickets of prose, I call it poetry A different approach, you know its me until I give up the ghost, Living in my shoes, is like still trying to fit into your size two's Hardly comfortable but non refundable, I'm spitting haiku's Sitting in my room clicking i-tunes trying to find new rhymes to vibe to Rap music is a drive through, super-sized crews arrive to get a quick fix, Greedy for the sweet ingredients of... Thighs, breasts, coke, dough, cheddar and beef; the kids are addicted. But I'm offering your nourishment, we're too clever to be force fed I'm proffering encouragement, coughing up the current trend, I'm sick of it, stir my coffee with a finger sitting watching all the colours blend Thinking about, how to make a change Take your money like M.I.A, never keep my paper plain I write upon it like a vital thought upon the vacant brain, Derail the gravy train of fakers on their way to crazy fame Daily pain raining on my character, The calibre of my ex was excalibur Beautifully refined, but she cut me in two like a queue When you've viewed someone you knew up in the line What am I doing with my time? Fast life, ruining my mind, cold chills moving up my spine If by your enemies you could be defined, then I'm seemingly vexed Fighting drink and all the meaningless sex Demons seem to breathe on your necks One threat seems to lead to the next, so my friends smoke weed In the cold breeze, hoping they'll be free from the stress But me I smoke beats when I'm weak and depressed. That's how it is now, thats how it always be I never change this is always me, in the hallway Knocking till the doorways free, My grammar's like the camera to scorsese, the director. Tearing the mic apart, lion-heart silenced the lambs like Lector When I'm writing bars, the resurrector of a dying art Trying hard just to be known, adjusting my phone I dont - Contact many contacts nowadays, Spitting bitter like my thoughts are coming with a sour taste Rappers are power crazed so I leave them paraphrased, Cut short, cos I aint hearing what a coward says.

Old white men are running this rap shit, Advertising companies, running this rap shit Blood Money fucking running this rap shit Tragic, careers disappear like magic We been taken over like the old new world Harder rappers now are marketed for school girls, See the grime scene shine with a cleaner sheen Bottom line, money is a mean machine Murdering the musicality, A few of us believing that we're serving you reality But only dreaming, I couldn't tell what I commonly earn Don't wanna be working for the likes of Montgomery Burns, Strive for autonomy, autotune or alter me vocally, I aint ever saying okily dokily , whether locally Globally, anywhere on the earth... MC's - really unaware of their worth, I seize the chance to take the mic, breaking down how it is Bravely standing up like Sitting Bull, no cowardice... Powerless, as power cuts while I'm blowing a fuse, You'd be mad too, if you had a toe in my shoes... Old white men are running this rap shit, Advertising companies, running this rap shit Blood Money fucking running this rap shit Tragic, careers disappear like magic Middle Class Kids running this rap shit Television still running this rap shit Rich lawyers are running this rap shit, When they say your finished, your finished and thats it Let me tell you about Lupe Fiasco Chained to his record label, wouldn't let his ass go... Said he had to make a track that would top charts, One that nobody would beat like a stopped heart, Not permitted to be rhyming like he wanted to... Supervising every line in every single song he'd do How suffocating, Like the cover to your face when your sleeping, Deep in the most dangerous, and intricate web... Thinking your fly, they be spinning you a lie like a thread, While, he openly opposed the microphone police, Who replied, fine you aint getting no release... Fucked up the way that it works... We aint driven to be given no mercedes or merks, Fame is a curse, Lasers emerged, fans slated it Mr Fiasco said he fucking hated it... Old white men are running this rap shit, Advertising companies, running this rap shit Blood Money fucking running this rap shit Tragic, careers disappear like magic Middle Class Kids running this rap shit Television still running this rap shit Rich lawyers are running this rap shit, When they say your finished, your finished and thats it Now where do I fit into the scheme? I'd be lying If I rhymed that I'm living the dream More bars than a prisoners seen Lyrically I'm visual as cinema screens, And I aint playing a part, If money was the light, then i'll stay in the dark. So Fuck you, Mr Suit and Tie... I'd be double crossed, twice crucified.

Let me take you to the rap game, Where it's shadier than Slims last name, Clinch that fame, get the pink champagne Pour it on the women till you get that brain. No it aint about that, looking for the cheddar, Well that's bound to get a mouse trapped, Oh you know I aint the uno, Billionaire? Don't wanna be it I aint Bruno Like cluedo, it's a game full of mystery Every rapper wants to rock a chain like Mr T. And I could burst into flames, Still my competition wouldn't even care to piss on me, Survival of the fittest, Some use a microphone, a bible and a snickers Preaching with their bars, I aint a fan but I'm reaching for the stars Or to venus or to mars, and by that I mean the charts You see to me the three of them are equally as far Listen to you, speaking like your hard... (sample) I'm like who the fuck are you? Piling on the pressure Like your trying to make me buckaroo Mate your mother shoulda smothered you, I'm better than your uncles, and your cousins... And your brothers crew, Take away the facade, and now your saying nothing Like we're playing charades... Seven words, eleven syllables 'If your writing you better be original' I'm the kid getting lyrical for loot Don't play me if your slow, like trivial pursuit I make killings with a rhythm and a loop So shine my shoes, or I'm giving you the boot Oh, and I'll be the tophat, Like monopoly, my property your stopped at And by that I mean the studio Listeners I'm leaving animated like its yugioh Nobody move, until I'm giving you the cue to go, For me to find out and for you to know Is how to lose your flow, then I hear the loser go... Read the paper, see the world gets raw Love your neighbor, fuck the girl next door Which one of them are you? If she's from movie then I'm probably the two, Sorry that's just a little joke, Blame it on the fact that my liver's looking liquor soaked At least I aint sniffing coke, Don't drop me, like soap in the prison folks You need to clear the way, Tell my mum, her son is coming up, It's really nearly day, I flow well saying what a lot of peers will fear to say, Treat the rap game like a hotel I'm here to stay Yeah, I'm happy with a double bed More space for my arrogant and troubled head And that's where the lyrics are So I'm gonna need a pot of ink in the mini bar..

I need a dollar, Eyes on the pound signs, Life's on the up, A need a little bit of the downtime, Umming and aaahing, thinking about now where to find a job Nodding off on every night, wanting to find a kinder God... But, its kinda hard to be making the ends meet, I can't afford a round of drinks whenever my friends meet... I'm reaching for my wallet in my jeans, Digging my fingers into my pocket - all I feel is the seams. See, I'm embarrassed that I borrow my suit And I'm not the type of candidate your boss will recruit, Mum says I'm a waster, it's probably true... I used to always have to cheat in monopoly too... Sorry to you, if you are tired of me having a moan Ringing the bank for a loan but they hang up the phone, Plus the landlords upping the rent, When it rains it pours and no it doesn't relent... (chorus) I was sitting at the table with a ready meal Mum telling me I'd never ever get a deal, And to sell my mic, I was riding on a dream Now I fell from flight, You see she used to believe, And now I'm letting her down, In deep water, your hearing as we steadily drown If i never make it out of here, remember my sound. How many rappers are applying for Waitrose, I'm one of them, at night I'm laying awake loads Praying for rainbows, waiting for the pot of gold The life is live is like the opposite of rock and roll... Still I'm a cocky soul, ever since I got involved... Writing a poem aint sewing up my pocket holes But I'll be trying till the worlds end... I'd rather treat, than be relying on my girlfriend... (chorus) I'm the one to bank on, so if you invest Penny for thoughts, I will guarantee you interest See i've been pressed, now I impress. No second of rest so yes I feel a bit stressed... With no time to laugh at all, Checks bounce so I fling them like a basketball, If my Dad calls, tell him I do not want his love, Or anything, he never delivered on what he promised us Probably 'cos, money was the hottest drug, He wanted it for himself, got the wealth But now you gotta live with yourself... I sell an album at the minute, Never doubting that my spirit and ability Is breaking you up and waking you up Plus taking you up, I lay in the cut Staying above the clouds in my lyrics, Feet upon the ground, WIth a crown when I'm finished... But still poor, With the skill you would kill for Though my name will never decorate a billboard, I've had a lot of victories, Learning from defeats, Staying up in early hours, working on the beats, It's a hard road - trying to get to the fame I stay hidden like the words that i've kept in my brain, I'm waiting for acclaim that I'm yet to attain Smiled in the sunshine, wept in the rain.. Weathering the good and bad, See my mum and dad Used to fight so I was spending many summers sad By the winter he was gone, Along with the money, so I sing a little song For a coin or two, in my point of view I'm rapping to be joining you... Whatever you are going through, Flowing through the sadness See the cash aint everything ... I'm glad right now.... I still be happy if I had less...

Juicy It was all a dream, I used to read NME magazine, But I never fitted in like skinny jeans Try picturing it all, Thinking I was cool, after school still sitting on the wall In the same top, trying to get a girl to name drop Mine, as a popular guy, exactly what I'm not... Way back, when I had a red and black hoodie that Coordinated with the cap to match. Remember rapping through the hardest parts, Never thought that a loser would make it this far... In the limelight like a prime-time fight Rhymes never paid, thats why I first prayed Born bitter, the opposite of sinner I remember when beginning never getting any women Me, I was trying to sell a CD, Eventually, give them away for free...huh I'm growing up like I thought I would, To get on radio, doing all I could So in the words of Notorious its always good. For everything that I believe, I have always stood Sample I made the change from on the street To studio time with a song complete While my heart can beat, I'll be doing this all day... Hits on the internet a hundred K Enough to make you dizzy, still you say who is he? Here's my rap catalogue, bound to keep you busy Never thought it could happen this rapping stuff, Kids said I wasn't black enough or acting tough Now I'm getting close, mates raising a toast Mum's happy too, sending me praise in the post Maybe seeing my dreams, in a matter of weeks Of sold out seats to hear Just Muz speak I'm well aware that I'm not yet there, And I might never be, we know life aint fair... Plus my history is wicked and cruel Considered a fool, if you don't stick to the rules Stereotypes of a young kid misunderstood And its still all good... Sample Near to tears, as I reminisce, Came a long way, from rhyming at my friends premises Saying no when there rolling up roaches, But when I'm on the beat you know I'm going to smoke this... Got too far to find the way back, Sign a contract, got a lawyer for that... In addition, listeners by the thousand Wish it could get us to own our own housing... Thinking back to my very first track Showed soul to the world with every verse rapped, I work hard of course, smiling to myself Quietly to applause, we used to fuss Throwing plates like discus, and discuss Why our dad's love had missed us, Birthday's in the first phase, Never got home from the workplace But I love the life I live, Cos I went from negative to positive...

It's the rapper that you probably never heard about, Press my name to your lips - word of mouth, Mate I murder doubt, every rhyme is that Big Bang shit Einstein couldn't work it out, like the shoulder press Plus I'm the reason these MC's twitter feeds saying that their so depressed, I went from under to over stress You predicted raps answer - no one guessed. And he aint gripping up a gun, I'm doing well at my uni or I'm living with my mum, Right, you see my daddy was a rolling stone, Balling but he went too far, he was overthrown, My world shook, so I'm left in a broken home Now you paying more for my bars - toblerone Because I really need the money, My life is just a bad joke, It isn't funny like the chuckle brothers I've withstood what would buckle others, Not seeing this, your Oedipus - blind motherfuckers Geddit, but no mythology, see I'm live in the flesh - biology Free knowledge I aint charging you a college fee, Listen and learn and call me sir when you acknowledge me.... Know the ledge and, follow the leader MC's are needing inspiration - wanting a breather (breather) I aint forgot the procedure, I'm not giving you a break Or no more oxygen either. I aint stopping till your lost in a fever, and non believers See my money locked away inside a vault in geneva. I'm eager - still I'm waiting in the wing Like William and Simba I've been waiting to be king, No lying, I don't do it for the pride, I do it for the journey, I don't do it for the ride I do it for my family cos everytime we cried, Hit me like an avalanche, i'd never let it slide Yeah I'm climbing up my everest, With a mind to create - call it genesis, Same time I can't afford a day of rest, Not while I stay oppressed by the radio like KRS One shot, thats all your given I'm so forward focused, thats right - driven Keeping on going, though I aint in the green Born to have an empty wallet - it's in my jeans I get jealous like Othello in the fiction But I keep it under wraps like a heroin addiction It's getting under my skin, can't choose one girl I need a number to ring, you aint engaged? That's a wonderful thing, your calling me a tosser But you wanted a fling. Someone had better get a doctor Gotta monitor him, so sick like cholera's demolishing him Honest I bring, nothing but the fire The burnt out Michelin Man, my bodies tired I'm invisible damn, I need to get inside your retinas Brain - Alien, verses - predators I'm out of this world when destroying my competitors The women love the winners, when their horny - devilish But when your losing, getting hated for the hell of it, That's when your getting none (nun) - all of em are celibate, For God's sake, don't cross me Cereal killer of beats, great like Frosties Yeah I've earned my stripes, Like a diamond in the night, rhymes burning bright, I don't wanna be a star though, Flows sharper than Serrato blades heading straight to your heart bro, I build a rep like meccano, it's child's play I got Skully checking up on what my file says... So it's true I can't be human, Dropping bombs on your city, like a rhyming Harry Truman But don't keep your radio active, It's killing your brain cells, and playing the wack shit... Yeah it sucks like fellatio, you rappers have blew it Cos you aint spitting out a crazy flow, So folks ... swallow your words, Money, power, poetry - I follow the third, I have a dream, and nearly everybody has heard That today's Great Britain, so tomorrows the world... Is he flier than Richard Branson? With a business on his hands, and is he rich and handsome? Are his lines for the kids like Ester Ranson? No, so now I'm in a pickle - branston. Cos' I aint getting recognition, Like blurred out faces on broken televisions... No one ever listens to the visionaries in history I'm way ahead of my time so my parents haven't kissed a cheek, Let alone had me, I've truly got the better bars, let it go Cadbury's Advanced like i-Phones and blackberries A Levels were triple A, so I'm energized like batteries, Give me credit, no wait, give me a contract... I've got the messages, I'm waiting for the contacts Yep, i'm still wearing glasses Can't afford the bus fare, still sharing passes... Use to swear in classes, fucking around the back Look at me now, never have guessed That I would come to counteract, Kids who aint taking life seriously, Scared of nothing, but what you should be fearing is me, The most peerless MC, Rivals disappear like Lord Lucan so mysteriously... Hear me I'm free, like Andy Dufresne I'm clever far too able (Abel) to be handling Cain I've recently been learning understanding of pain, Why run from a storm, you could dance in the rain... I don't need no umbrella, Even when my life is a bitch like cruella De Ville, I build my skill, instill my will To thrill a still kid to feel the real Rhythm that I kill at will, i'm chilled... No I'm colder than that, This is everything I am, just encoded in rap Every goal I attack, with the skill of Maradonnas, The world in my palm, so the time is now upon us... Like cowards honor my oppo-sition don't exist In troubled water I'm relying on my friendships, So none of us are going under, Breath life till my lungs blow asunder, Showing hunger, like ribs and even spinal chords About to kill the track - final thoughts.

Guess the rapper back by popular demand, Got the world watching my words like an ocular exam, Phantom of the opera with a little shop of horrors Sipping vodka, have a plot be Sinatra if I'm Frank Damn, block your cash flow, right before I pass go Labels own monopolies like hasbro, I rap so My tracks show them heat to melt the asphalt See the ash blow - I'm smoking rappers with a single joint, Midas rhymes, lines shine when the king anoints With his voice, over ruling all your simple points Leave you singing, my lyrics are fricking kicking groins Quit the flicking coins, you'll never your change your luck MC's are easy to read - I don't pay for books Plus my paper cuts deeper than Vader's saber, I'm dangerous and waking up your brain like Angel Dust Fame is a slut and she can't wait to fuck Until your breaking up with everything you ever say you love The day you got signed is when the label stuck To the grave your a slave - chained to hooks Chorus So you need to own your masters, My pen is independent - no I don't owe you bastards. Who act like the price I'm worth is low as asda's My flow is acid, so cold you know it froze your assets This poet passes the rappers poking asses Out to A&R's, spraying bars that are cleaner than soap When they were dirty like teeth in a beaker of coke, You just need to be you, and I'm a genius too Leave you in wonder of my music like stevie would do, Secretly knew I'd grow to grab the mic, Go to the afterlife, and you would see the ghost of all the tracks I write Chop the beats and pack the parts into my samsonite The name carries weight - I don't travel light. Rhymes are dynamite that's why I never rap on flights Got my bragging rights, as there's no one left Careers gone with the wind when I blow one breath, You don't know me yet, I guess you overslept I wake you up and shake you up until l know you won't forget.... Show respect use the globe for doing shoulder reps Drop the world while your necks won't even hold your heads Rhymes have vertebrae, think your fly like a bird of prey, Your head is in the clouds now I turned them grey The reigning champ, straight out the training camp Brain entranced, staying ablaze like a flaming lamp Showing the way while I'm flowing you knowing From local to global I'm growing today, blowing away My opposition, locked to rhythm like the cons in prison On a mission like Katy to kick the common wisdom You rappers want tuition? My train of thought will destroy you just after one collision Think I'm comic got the wrong edition, Out of your sight you need a stronger vision Call it long division, leave you with a fraction Of your confidence a consequence when my tracks spun, When the raps done, your needing medication Like the late great Jackson, it's thriller time Rest in peace to the beats, these are killer rhymes. If your hearing mine, you aint a second late, With a short fuse, who's about to detonate? The moment that my record breaks set to make a devil pray

Give me the fortune keep the fame, said my man Talib I agreed, know what he means cos we live the maddest lies Strive after lives that the cameras will analyze Glamorize cries from the rapper when the latter dies A paralyzed predicament, I'm kicking it with dissidents Addicted to the rhythm flipping tripping up Caligula's I Figured the carniverous mentalities ubiquitous So we struggle Uphill Like Sisyphus Leviticus to Exodus And Joshua to Genesis I'm Visiting for reference and stocking up malevolence Existing in the decadence while shopping for the evidence What are my origins I'm heavenly and devilish Now are you fresher than a peppermint? With elegance decrepit like the city of Persepolis I shan't tell, buried treasure in the very messages I can't sell In the art that's where my heart dwells. Now your calling this a civilized world, (world) Many dying full of hunger, many living like earls (earls) Dropping bombs on the kiddies where the gritty night whirls Would we do the same thing if they were little white girls? Tell me, because it's difficult to understand Man I aint Alice in and I never been to wonderland Don't forget that everything is underhand As if the media were feeding ya to supplement the gun demand Chorus Not strong But still oppressive not free we sit in silence Never passionate, only polite Now whose the righteous? Not us, so we behave Run away from death yet with one foot in the grave Now Still praying for better days Hiding like thieves in the night from life Illusions of Oasis making you look twice (x2) Now i'm sure everybody listening agree That you cannot believe every little thing you see Whether news or television, ever usual hedonism Not producers, never looping but they're using repetition I illuminate the vision of truth, in a position of division the youth are being put into a prison the proof is in the pudding but young girls throw it up She wanted to be a model, stomach hollow growing up Around the sorrow in her area, it's spreading like malaria I'm wary of hysteria it's getting even scarier to ride the train but that's inside your brain, the Government will want you scared to justify the pain that we have to dealt to the Middle East. Felt not a little peace, the wealth of my riddle meets minds Who need rhymes to function, It's guessing games and assumption You better not protest they'll hit you up with an injunction - It's cold Souls are sold for fools gold I strolled the whole globe Just to liberate the bold and brave, So ashamed by our history of holding slaves Now the young bust guns and the old behave Broke homes, post codes where the roads are paved With bubblegum and blood, but it's troublesome to love In the rubble of a frozen age, they're cutting down the forests just to see the solar rays. It's like that ya'all (Like that ya'll) Too many mothers at a cemetery clad up in a black shawl Wrapped all my gifts like christmas eve, But without the shiny packaging you disbelieve It's perceived as unusual, the music is unsuitable but beautiful, reputable and highly indisputable I'm using it to tutor you, get through to you and teach, the endless opportunity of freedom of speech Breach monotony with deep philosophy that I keep In my pocket so I drop it when your seeking unique Individuals to listen to, the physical and visual is killing all the spiritual, and still it is habitual The pitiful residuals of time, like aboriginals we're left behind and in decline cos the ritual to climb to the top Turns minds into rot, eyes rise to the skies your surprised by the plot Shining brighter than filaments, cyphers live with the brilliance From the tribal Abyssinians, to fighting Palestinians The citizens of Earth defiant in their billions We start wars, till we're dying by the millions Not strong But still oppressive not free we sit in silence Never passionate, only polite Now whose the righteous? Not us, so we behave Run away from death with one foot in the grave Still praying for better days Hiding like thieves in the night from life Illusions of Oasis making you look twice (x2)

You can never work till you face the facts Nerves on a red alert like Basement Jaxx You want the word upon the street Well you heard it on the beat, pull your ear from the pavement cracks I was lacing tracks though my trainers we're velcro Adjacent chaps I need space for my elbows Move over, my sofa has no room for you crew And your crews new blue Nova. Rappers telling me that they don't do sober, Rappers selling weed saying "dough" like homer Well here's something we can chat about... I'm upset that there's nearly really nothing you can rap about, Tapping out texts on my Sony Ericson... The microphone alone is my only medicine Foley messaging the youth, when I'm stepping in the booth Never menacing like Dennis, heavy weapon is the truth (Chorus) Time Difference, the difference in time We're trying to live in these difficult times In particular we give it for the lyrical minds I'm delivering to rhythm flipping miracle rhymes I make music reflecting the times, Cold like Frost I'm detecting your crimes So better keep it on the down low... People you were sleeping now your deeper on my downloads, Round here its all about the image, Thats why we hit the gym, like Pop eye pouring out the spinach Girls flicking quicker through the magazines Wanting to be slimmer doesn't count as having dreams, Laughing teens happy lapping up my rapping schemes Trying to take you higher like Jack and his magic beans I'm accurate with chatting, so immaculately trapping scenes Tricky to be witty cos your picky like a tangerine, Heads shaking like a tamborine telling me to "talk this way" "Walk this way" .. you don't think that I came all this way? Composing, to let the others orchestrate? (please) Time Difference, the difference in time We're trying to live in these difficult times In particular we give it for the lyrical minds I'm delivering to rhythm flipping miracle rhymes I like girls that I can have a laugh with, Ever since Will Smith used to anger Aunt Viv Fresh Prince put the slang up in my language I remember mother as she's wrapping up a sandwich On the same day the school bus crashed quick And we rolled over till we landed in the damn ditch Fond memories of the UK, Song melodies for a new day forming Yeah we been through the storm My teacher used to grill me like she was a George Foreman... Next door's Norman had sky TV We could only watch the football on ITV It was never on my TV So we watched his from our window for free, You see this is everything that I remember I was born on the 12th of December And ever since then I have learned to love Rest In peace to all of those who returned above. Its Muz.

I teach you how to speak with a microphone You be King George, and of course i'll be Lionel Logue Fuck assigning roles, I'm one of the coldest rhyming pros Freeze MC's who say cheese while they strike a pose I excite the globe grip it like a titan with a tightened hold My recital title would be timeless flows, I've arose Shining like a diamond glows, those that mind me Think i've might have signed my soul To the Devil and I traded it for lines that blow... Live my life like there's nine to go, High enough that the pilots in spy planes fly below And I still got time to grow, so you need to realise That I'm outer your space With a, michelin star if accounting for taste. Opposition at the start, like how do I race? While I'm chilling up at the finish line, proud of my pace Stay ahead of the hounds in the chase I'm looking at my wake, like now for the wait... Im surrounded by a mountain of hate, I scale it, till non believers are pronouncing their faith No profit in my pocket, for the counsellors rates My brain is overpopulated like the housing estates, Thats the place, my knowledge Copulated with a thousand mistakes, Gave birth to my brain child, now it's awake And I name it the verse, ink slaking its thirst Creative like it's Damien Hirst, Came to be cursed by it's own art, I pierced a parker In it's cold heart, that's right I'm killing it While I deliver it, leave you in the dark I'm the trigger switch Once I was dipped in the river styx Achilles heel - writing till my fingers twitch Run tracks, sew my lips - I don't fear a stitch Life appears an interfering bitch, Guess my voice too low she don't hear my pitch, I'm never selling you short, Speak truth in the booth like I'm telling the courts Sending retorts with my pen, while I'm yelling my thoughts Cross borders like a war reporter with a canon camcorder All in order to record a slaughter of vocabulary Now they got my on trial for the raps I buried, Yeah I did it, Muz murdered the tracks You know that - I find it so absurd that you ask, Working to further my craft, just the surface you've scratched We're about to head into the matrix... Full of pro's getting conned by the Agents, They become cons - write prose from their cages. I'm Stephen king of the pages, prince of the rap world Cursed by piracy like the black pearl Well if my album leaks, It's flowing and flooding the streets for a thousand weeks I keep going till the jobs complete The careers of my peers nearly obsolete, I'm beyond your reach, your milky way and galaxy Bite my bars and be prepared to catch a cavity Goodbye to gravity I'm rhyming ever further away Goodbye to the world now you heard what I say... Leaving no one in doubt, Mission accomplished over and out.

Allow me to introduce, the chin stroking thinker Inky fingers I begin to muse, in the queue Waiting for another bloody interview, I'm trying to make some money but it's funny that my simple view To rhythms or a riff or two is getting me attention, Bet I'm getting better yep with every invention Forgetting if I mentioned my moniker, Thats Muz if you do know me, flow be blowing up your monitor I'm honored to be clocking up kilometers and travelling Along the track, while my life is unravelling I'm gathering my thoughts like pennies on the pavement Rapping in the courts while I'm a penning up a statement Of innocence to heightening the crime with the writing of a rhyme My deliverance is brightening the mind like moonlight, Do my shoes shine, no but I'm polishing the words that you soon might know So familiar as if it is the back of your hand, Show my listeners the lyricism back in demand, laughing and cracking a can, happy but lacking a plan You couldn't find me on the map so call me Azerbaijan Man I'm kidding, auctioning my story so is anybody bidding? Found a category they could the put the kid in so far? No car so am I really going places, ideas kiss the simile My flow embraces with metaphors, Trying to put my records in the better stores But I do it for the love and not ever to get applause Settle scores never - ready for whatever Born four years after 'tougher than leather' its Just Muz. (Refrain + Samples) Hit you in the brain with another verse Stimulate the ears like the whisper of a lovers words In other words you'll like this, I'm holding up a tight fist Fighting for my right, and yeah my right is just to write this, A crisis I'm living in, never giving in when delivering Remembering the little things in thick and thin, Like stay true never compromise your art form Music is my blood pumping it to keep my heart warm. Won't chart storm like Elliot Gleave But getting nearer to the fame than I could ever believe Don't give a fuck about the riches I could never receive I'd rather be an individual keep letting me breathe, Better to be happy poorer than a bitter billionaire, Most of them are villains I can feel it in their glare, With cars in garages and trophy wives, Simply camouflaging their lonely lives, no surprise That my opened eyes have witnessed, It's not about the music, it's all about the business. I'm ready to go, I'm ready to fly, I'm ready to break away Whatever the weather forever together with every tape I play, With every phrase I say erasing hatred from my daily database I take my brain away from aching pain into a safer place, I'm taking the time to wake up the mind, making the rhyme To place in a line, breaking the fakers and taking away the haters From my daily grind, playing rewind and learning from the masters Disasters are stacking up, I'm packing up my plasters And rapping up your wish list, thinking about what I was thinking about Back when I did this, a little kid with a brittle liver and a quick fist Beating myself around the head and falling up out of bed on the wrong side, From that point up in my life it's been a long ride, loving the journey I wanted to be a rapper not another attorney now nothing will turn me From my path, looking at opposition in the face and and then I happily laugh, I'll happily rap with rapid attack, I'm packing the track with quotables Everything I've ever done I've got to make it notable, I'm living in a broken home, hitting you with my vocal tone Comforting my family my daddy was a rolling stone, Microphones I'm wrecking them, One two checking them I'm heading out your pigeonhole and way beyond your reckoning. Beckoning the cash flow, smoke a rapper like a cigarette And see the ash blow, that so? No matter of fact I aint down with that, I rap for kids in apartments and council flats, Hip Hop never died it was buried alive, we survived and yet the airways Have been very deprived but not of oxygen Watching all your copied cocky posturing "I'll sock you knock you out Like I was Rocky in the boxing ring" as Dr King we dream, You lock me in like Leo call me Neo I could separate the fake from all the real For the deal I feel a need a court appeal to sign my life away Staying up at night no one's giving me the time of day The Pied Piper chase Simon Says I've to replicate Yet I only care about the records that I'm set to break.

It's time for a departure, the sharpest arrow in my heart And your the archer, I fly away to brighter days And leave behind you father, by the fireplace I used to see your sighing face softening I'm lost for oxygen and crying now because of him He tried to take his own life, how could he hate his own wife, How could he fight his own son, remember that my whole life I loved you, I must have been eleven when I hugged you The last time, exam results are out and now I've passed mine I'm going, I know I speak about you in my poem all the time, I pray your hear me calling pouring out a rhyme and falling Out of sight and out of mind I count to nine and wake up See I've been dreaming we would make up but dreaming Dreaming isn't real I'll only when heal I am leaving, So this evening I came to say Goodbye I'll see you when you the wounds no longer bleeding At least maybe I could try.