'll be 25 in 25 weeks,
only seems like yesterday we're getting ID'
17 trying to get into a club
with our old girlfriends who we said that we loved
heavens above, I was rapping over records I dug
checking if a label ever would be checking for Muz
there weren't no check in the post,
there weren't no sold out shows
just a couple mates, couple beers, honing our flows
my mum caught the holy ghost
her son found spirits
getting drunk in the party partly working on lyrics
still uncertain of limits
find me passed out like flyers
was I skilled? Yes I was, but then again I guess i'm biased

Tyres burning as we rolled around in old cars
when my sis got her license
it licensed us to go far
phone bars running out of signal in the section
comparable to them I was getting a bad reception
no one believed I would be here
no one believed I would do this
no one one believed I would be cheered
but I believed and my belief'll get me through this

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I'll be 25 in 25 weeks,
only seems like yesterday we're getting ID'
17 trying to get into a club
with our old girlfriends who we said that we loved


right before I woke up
I was having a dream
that we were back in those days
like they were magical scenes
when you're a teen you never have to worry bout being grown
only bill I had to pay was for my credit on phones
07797 no my number aint changed
and the people who are calling more or less are the same

that's how it goes when you grow
you can still keep it grounded even as you evolved

reporters interviewing me like how did you start?
guess it all stems from being proud of my art
I made an album bout the outcome of our jumpers in parks
I pitched for your hearts, so no it wasn't jumping on charts
but it was bumping in cars, blast it from your speaker
its the rapper and the teacher
student with the masters
wrote rap hooks in his maths books
somewhere along the way it all started adding up

right before I choke up
lets bring it back to the now,
feeling lost like the remote that's down the back of my couch
channel my passion when I'm rapping about
just another day, up in my flat in the south
of the river, I deliver like DPD
over suite symphonies and some beat CD's
still uncertain of limits, see my name on the flyers
got my head in the clouds
and i'll be taking it higher

I'll be 25 in 25 weeks,
only seems like yesterday we're getting ID'
17 trying to get into a club
with our old girlfriends right before we broke up