| I know slags that need that M CD
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| So I rap that, keep that STD
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| Fuck Snapchat, tweet that, DM me, please
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| Then I tap that, beat that, NPC
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| That’s one of those sounds I do spit on
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| Play hard for my town, got the new kit on
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| You’re one of those clowns I do shit on
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| Leave you covered in brown like Louboutin
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| Whether or not I’m signed to a label
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| When I spray raps, you’re amazed
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| You’re still trying to bring something to the table
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| I’m a made man, you’re a maid
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| You shouldn’t have the dirty cheek to irk me
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| You should have the courtesy to curtsey
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| And they haven’t got a prayer but they’re kneeling down
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| I give MCs the fear like Ian Brown
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| Look what I made it with
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| And look who I made it with
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| Look what I made it with
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| And look who I made it with
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| Will, I ain’t
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| They don’t like the pictures but still, I paint
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| Trimdictive, and until I awake
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| These dreams just might be my fate
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| And need I say
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| I’m sick with a capital
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| S, I, C and K
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| Weeded
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| Got these lights acting like they can’t see my name
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| Dark side, they can’t feel my pain
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| And these drones won’t move
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| Until I say
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| If it ain’t music, what will I make? |
| What will I face?
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| Mr Sleep
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| They don’t think I reign
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| And I don’t think I’m sane, it’s Crisis
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| Look what I made it with
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| And look who I made it with
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| Look what I made it with
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| And look who I made it with
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| While I’m rapping for the passion, you’re rapping for the respect
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| Chatting like you’re really banging a magnum or a TEC
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| Got me looking at everybody, thinking I should’ve bodied these anybodies
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| Tryna copy the energy lorry
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| I mean, I think too much like I could’ve been with Dizzee
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| Signed to Dirtee Stank, I could’ve hit a milli
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| Instead, I’m in the city billing my Lizzy with my nizzy
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| Getting busy, clapping her, banging the Fizzy
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| 48 laws of power, you better read
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| Or study body language if you wanna see
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| 40 shades of grey, I could agree
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| They’d manipulate your mind with nothing I would believe but
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| I just think back on memories, happy times
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| Every opportunity, I’m tryna maximise
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| Got me looking around, I’ve got 'em analysed
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| Every little other thing’s looking like a pantomime
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| Look what I made it with
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| And look who I made it with
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| Look what I made it with
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| And look who I made it with
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| Look what I made it with
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| And look who I made it with
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| Look what I made it with
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| I’m in the making, I’m made
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| And look who I made it with |