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Everybody everybody everybody everybody everybody everybody now
Everybody now, come on
Everybody now, come on
Come out of your shell, reinvent yourself
It’s time to innovate, tap into my inner state
Sit still upon the sill and then I listen what the river state
Spittin lyrics at ya like you’re drownin in the Avon
I don’t wear no make-up I ain’t drownin in the Avon
Straight from Manchester, Hacienda get your rave on
Swimmin’ into Brizzy, Dizzy time to get your game on
Shame on a Brizzer who try to run game on a Brizzer
I possibly just made up that word
But still you know the Rebel the illest funk you ever heard
Givin it to ya straight, skip the blurb, but wait
I be givin it to ya gay
Proud to be me, yes I be livin this every day
And if you see me and you want a CD, pay
But if you ain’t got no money I’m givin this shit away
Cause I do it for the lovin and a livin if I’m lucky, I
Wanna spread the words from Canberra to Kentucky
I was goin through transition when the inspiration struck me
I was goin through transition when fate tried to fuck me
I was goin through transition when I laid the first brick
Now I’m goin through transition like I don’t give a shit
Wanna change up my brain so it ain’t so insane
Wanna break off the chains and escape all the pain
Wanna write some insightful lyrics that don’t contain
The kinda shitty clichés I just paraded on display
Wanna truly take control of the world that I hold
And then duly take a stroll through the fields full of gold
But they do me a disservice when the thorns prick my feet
So I’ll stay in this cage where I’m sworn to defeat, ah
Nah, fuck it I was born on this beat
I be stormin the streets like a swarm of Mosquitos
Pourin the heat into warm piss weak flows
Life’s a game and I’m writin the cheat codes
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To Change
03:36
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Just stood up, I was barely stoopin down, I got a headrush
I got anaemia, my body lackin red rust
Been thinkin bout switchin from builders' tea to redbush
Takin my iron tablets, then I'll have a red blush
Happily infused with that haemoglobin red flush
Happily refusin to see the ocean bed push
The depths I'll touch next up to the ledge I'm stuck
Upon. I look down, haven't said much
If you know not what I talk of you haven't read much
Oh wait it's just that you don't spend time in my head much
I talk shit, most o' y'all probly register
Said 2017 would be a better year
But I'm still sittin here sippin beer, I'm pretty sure
Somebody already said that rhyme but chicken fear
Holds me back from holdin back and googlin that shit
This some rabbit in a hat trick
Shit cause I'm past this shit so I pass this
Spliff to distract these bitches and ask them
“Shit man, is that L'il Dicky?”
They look back and I whip out my dick
That was supposed to be some sort of wordplay about
“Whippin it out”, like a rabbit in a hat
But it didn't pan out,
Scrapin the bottom of my barrel of rhymes and I ran out
WANT TO CHANGE WANT TO CHANGE WANT TO CHANGE
BUT I DON'T KNOW IF I EVER WILL X2
...By the way that dick's metaphorical
Just sayin in case you're gay and you think that you think that dicks are horrible
No offense to anybody with a dick this is just
Me makin doubly sure I get my clit licked
Gettin doubly raw as long as it fits
Over this click, I spit fire like I'm Spliff Rick
I switch riffs like a model tryin outfits
And I ditch bits like a comic tryin out shit
Actually as you can probably tell, I just
Tend to go with whatever the hell fate propels
From up inside of this silly mouth, pray do tell
What deep thoughts have you failed to spell
Out for your four of five fans this time?
Bow to your glorified couch cause it's time to
Sip wine with you, yourself and your sick mind
Channel-flick through this thick mist, get a grip
I'm so delicate lookin like I'm livin in my element
Lookin like I got back from hell and now I'm elegant
I can't just say “I'll just be on my way now”
I'm afraid I might just be on my way down...
REPEAT CHORUS
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Every Day I Travel Alone
04:31
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I've given up on that internet datin
Sick of gettin rejected and damn, I'm sick of waitin
The situations that I find the most frustrain
Are the product of the reality I'm not creatin
I'm losin faith because of my lack of patience
I'm losin face with the ladies that I'm chasin
It's like any game I had's gone on vacation
But there's still so many girls I'd like to be adjacent to
It would be amazin to set shit ablaze with you
Baby, I'm amazed by you, and I don't know who I'm talkin to
All of you, drop that shoe, Cinderella
You can come and stand under my umbrella-ella-ella oh
Yeah, you know, baby I'm not fakin
But I'm a shy soul so please don't go mistakin this
Boldness on the mic for a self-love awakened, shit
That's the reason that I'm not in a relationship
Every day I travel alone, every day I travel alone
Every I travel alone, gettin tired of walkin down this road
This ain't a matter of some bad luck
Makin myself out as a victim that's a bad look
Blamin the tools in the kitchen, that's a bad cook
Same self-pityin refrain, that's a bad hook
So I guess that means that this shit's self-inflicted
Constantly tellin myself I'm simply shit with bitches
Or that they only seem to want to know where the dick is
And if it's just a clitoris then they really don't wanna lick it
Nah, don't get it twisted
In many ways in my lyrics I have listed
The many ways in which I feel that I am gifted
On many days, I am so narcissistic
I guess deep down I still think that I'm a dipshit
Though my lust for women out of my league is persistant
Guess I've had the odd opportunity and I've missed it
If I wanted a quick fix then I would go to Kwikfit
I've been sighin with the weight of my soul, need to lift it
Got a very deep and leaky heart hole, need to fix it
Gettin very close to movin in with sixty-six kitties
So if you think that we click, here's my digits, please hit me
Every day I travel alone, every day I travel alone
Every I travel alone, gettin tired of walkin down this road
Every day I travel alone, every day I travel alone
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Away From Here
06:55
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Lewes District council personnel
Driving in the rain, driving in the rain, driving in the rain, driving in the rain
To process the housing benefit forms I sent you
To tell you how much
To reimburse me
For the land the intruders stole
From the settling souls
Who came here a long long time ago
To make their homes
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh
I've been lookin at your facebook posts
There's a light in your eyes, light in your eyes, light in your eyes, light in your eyes
Then I look in the mirror
There's a grey cloud starin back at me
That's not me
I'm not a cog in their machine
But in my own
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh
Red lights stop me from movin
Will I remember who I am?
Caught in my own little movie
Will I rewrite my plot?
No words can heal this black hole
Of despair
I want to move away from here
I want to be over there
I want to move away from here
I want to be over there
I want to be over there
I want to be with her
I want to be with her
I want to be with her
I want to be with her
I want to be with her
I want to be with her
I want to be with her
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Toxic Waste Plant
06:06
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Dontcha know I’m such a self-involved cunt
A shy vixen with a bit of a bold front
A cold, blunt reality lives inside of me
And it overrides all the positivity I try to see
I try to be what the fuck I’d like to be
But society don’t see the sense in my sobriety
They keep passin me the sugar, wheat, fries and cheese
So quietly those temptations fly at me
Makin my mind and body a toxic waste plant
When it’s organic, you know I like to taste plants
But that doesn’t seem to fit in with fate’s plans
And now I’m goin on another fast-paced rant
Take all this space and replace it with grace
And then you’ve got what I constantly want to chase
Even though I forget the meanin of the word
Confirm and concur to confirm watcha heard
It burns and it blurs and it slowly gets slurred
Lost in translation like the song of a bird
Dowsed like a flame in the rain and the wind
Drowned like a baby that dared to breathe in
As the holy water washed over your daughter’s sins
Came pourin in, the sort of abhorrent thing
That happens in horror films like Hannibal or the ring
Or any remake of Stephen King
I’m breathin in to receive the yin
And the yang that seasons bring
But the pang that I’m feelin is pain, needin healin again
So my chest is heavin and my speech is strained
There’s nothing left in this sweet refrain
To keep me from goin quite deeply insane
There’s no cheat sheet to complete the chain
Only a weak beat pumpin blood through my veins
I want to beautiful , I want to be so me
That I recognize the face of love when I am lonely
I pray that inner peace don’t disown me
I call upon my spirit guides, they’ve shown me
Many paths, many traps, many ways to attract
All the things I want from my life but I’m too zapped
You’re tellin me to take a step, I can’t do that
I’m out of energy, just tell me where the truth’s at
I might be Emily, but still I’m askin “who’s that”
I might be Rebel but I don’t know to choose that
Might be the devil and I’d really like to lose that
Side of myself, but I don’t know how to do that
So I have a brew, comin through on this new track
A true twat takin time to review that
Aspect of myself that crack gets the best of
Fillin up my body with that poison like asbestos
And when I say crack, that’s a metaphor
For all of the addictions we think our lives are better for
Before we realize the score and see that we’ve been settlin for
A restless and poor existence, there’s a better door
That I can open with a psychic spanner
Put my own dope in, don’t need to spike with Tramadol
This is my life and I like it natural
This is a high that you don’t have to tax at all
No NHS costs
Only pure healin so the mess stops
We bless crops as we grow ‘em, now reset the clock
We’re feelin young and fit so we don’t need no rest stops
Now give my chest a shock
I’ve been so tired, feelin like I need to rest a lot
I’ve been tryin, yes I’ve been upon this quest I got
I don’t drink, but I think and I question a lot
And that’s another drug that drags me down
Negative thought, the self-cherishing crown
Hell buries me down in the very surroundins
My soul was originally found in
Shit, it’s soundin like I’m much worse than I am
But sometimes I think I’m much worse than I think I am
Feelins lurk beneath the surface, the hurt that’s
Superfluous to me but it burns like a furnace
The furthest I’ve ever felt from feelin alive
My breathin is tight, but I need to recite
All this shite as it grows from a seed to a typical ten
Minutes of lyrics as they bleed from the tip of my pen
And I’m still askin when
The fuck am I gonna shut up and tune into my zen flow
Still wastin time when I know that the end’s close
Still sippin on sadness like it was some French roast
Coffee, don’t know to end my flows properly
Guest I just assume that everybody’s buzzin off me
I could go on forever and ever, I probly will
Mothafucka watch me, somebody try and stop me – chill!
All this psychic poison got me ill
Toxic topics poppin off the top of my noggin in the form
Of rotten conkers droppin off the tree of knowledge of lyrics
Already obnoxiously ripped off from the Rhymenocerous
Or was it the Hiphopapotamus?
Shit hot they’re not but they’re definitely bottomless
Fuck this, I’m gonna stop knockin this
And rise to the top, these are self-fulfillin prophecies
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