Now I'm in town
Break it down
Thinking of making a new sound
Pleying a different montrer everynight in front of a new crowd
That's me now,
Chow
Seems that life is great now
See me loose focus as I sing to toi loud
I can't,
No, I won't hush
I say the words that make toi blush
I'm gonna sing this now
Ow, ow
I'm true
My songs are where my cœur, coeur is
I'm like glue
I stick to other artists
I'm not you
Now that would be disasturous
Let me sing and do my thing
and déplacer to greener pastures
I'm real
I do it all it's all me
I'm not fake
Don't ever call me lazy
I wont stay put
Now give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sorta suffocate me
Cuz toi need me, man
I don't need you
toi need me, man,
I don't need you
toi need me man,
I don't need you
At all, toi need me man, I don't need you!
Cuz toi need me, man
I don't need you
toi need me, man,
I don't need you
toi need me man,
I don't need you
At all, toi need me
I sing,
I write my own tune,
and I write my own verse, hell
Don't need another wordsmith to make my tunes sell
Call yourself a singer/writer
toi were just bluffing
You're name's no the credits and toi didn't write nothing
I sing fast
I know that all my shit's cool
I will blast,
and I didn't go to Brit's school
I camr fast with the way I act right
I can't last if I'm smoking on a craack pipe
I won't be a product of my genre
My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
Never belive the bullshit that fake guys feed to you
Always read the stories that toi hear in Wikipedia
And musically I'm demonstrating
When I preform live feels like I am meditating
Times at the Enterprise when some fella filmed me
Young singer/writer like a Gabriella Chilmi
Cuz toi need me, man
I don't need you
toi need me, man,
I don't need you
toi need me man,
I don't need you
At all, toi need me man, I don't need you!
Cuz toi need me, man
I don't need you
toi need me, man,
I don't need you
toi need me man,
I don't need you
At all, toi need me
Cuz with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right
I won't stop till my name's in lights
at stadiun hiegts
with Damien Rice
On red carpets
Now I'm on Arabian Nights
Because I'm young and I know my brother's gonna give me advise
Long nighter
Short heigt
and I'm going hyper
Never be anything but a singer/songwriter
Yeah, the game's over
But now I'm on a new level
Watch how I step on the track without a loop-pedal
People think that I'm bound to blow up
I've done around about a thousand shows
But I havn't got a house, plus I live on the couch
So toi believe the lyrics while Im chant 'em out
Wow
From jour one
I've been prepared with Vo5 wax for my Ginger hair
So now Im back to the sofa giving a dose of what the future holds
Cuz it's another day
Plus I keep my last name forever
Keep the genre pretty basic
Gonna be breaking into other peoples tunes when I chase it
And replace it with an éléphant in the room with a face lift
Into another rappers shoes using new laces
I'm selling CD's from my rucksack
Aiming for the papers
Selling CD's from my ricksack
Heading for the majors
Nationwide tour with just Jack
Still had to get the bus back
Clean cut kid without a razor for the mustachue
I hit back
When the pen hurts me
I'm still a choir boy in a fenchurch tee
I'm the same as a an ago
But plus people hear me though
According to the Myspace and YouTube videos
I'm always doing shows
If I'm not
I'm in the studio
Duely broke
Never growing up
Call me Rufio
Melody musique maker
lire all the papers
They say I'm up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator.
Cuz toi need me, man
I don't need you
toi need me, man,
I don't need you
toi need me man,
I don't need you
At all, toi need me man, I don't need you!
Cuz toi need me, man
I don't need you
toi need me, man,
I don't need you
toi need me man,
I don't need you
At all, toi need me
Break it down
Thinking of making a new sound
Pleying a different montrer everynight in front of a new crowd
That's me now,
Chow
Seems that life is great now
See me loose focus as I sing to toi loud
I can't,
No, I won't hush
I say the words that make toi blush
I'm gonna sing this now
Ow, ow
I'm true
My songs are where my cœur, coeur is
I'm like glue
I stick to other artists
I'm not you
Now that would be disasturous
Let me sing and do my thing
and déplacer to greener pastures
I'm real
I do it all it's all me
I'm not fake
Don't ever call me lazy
I wont stay put
Now give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sorta suffocate me
Cuz toi need me, man
I don't need you
toi need me, man,
I don't need you
toi need me man,
I don't need you
At all, toi need me man, I don't need you!
Cuz toi need me, man
I don't need you
toi need me, man,
I don't need you
toi need me man,
I don't need you
At all, toi need me
I sing,
I write my own tune,
and I write my own verse, hell
Don't need another wordsmith to make my tunes sell
Call yourself a singer/writer
toi were just bluffing
You're name's no the credits and toi didn't write nothing
I sing fast
I know that all my shit's cool
I will blast,
and I didn't go to Brit's school
I camr fast with the way I act right
I can't last if I'm smoking on a craack pipe
I won't be a product of my genre
My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
Never belive the bullshit that fake guys feed to you
Always read the stories that toi hear in Wikipedia
And musically I'm demonstrating
When I preform live feels like I am meditating
Times at the Enterprise when some fella filmed me
Young singer/writer like a Gabriella Chilmi
Cuz toi need me, man
I don't need you
toi need me, man,
I don't need you
toi need me man,
I don't need you
At all, toi need me man, I don't need you!
Cuz toi need me, man
I don't need you
toi need me, man,
I don't need you
toi need me man,
I don't need you
At all, toi need me
Cuz with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right
I won't stop till my name's in lights
at stadiun hiegts
with Damien Rice
On red carpets
Now I'm on Arabian Nights
Because I'm young and I know my brother's gonna give me advise
Long nighter
Short heigt
and I'm going hyper
Never be anything but a singer/songwriter
Yeah, the game's over
But now I'm on a new level
Watch how I step on the track without a loop-pedal
People think that I'm bound to blow up
I've done around about a thousand shows
But I havn't got a house, plus I live on the couch
So toi believe the lyrics while Im chant 'em out
Wow
From jour one
I've been prepared with Vo5 wax for my Ginger hair
So now Im back to the sofa giving a dose of what the future holds
Cuz it's another day
Plus I keep my last name forever
Keep the genre pretty basic
Gonna be breaking into other peoples tunes when I chase it
And replace it with an éléphant in the room with a face lift
Into another rappers shoes using new laces
I'm selling CD's from my rucksack
Aiming for the papers
Selling CD's from my ricksack
Heading for the majors
Nationwide tour with just Jack
Still had to get the bus back
Clean cut kid without a razor for the mustachue
I hit back
When the pen hurts me
I'm still a choir boy in a fenchurch tee
I'm the same as a an ago
But plus people hear me though
According to the Myspace and YouTube videos
I'm always doing shows
If I'm not
I'm in the studio
Duely broke
Never growing up
Call me Rufio
Melody musique maker
lire all the papers
They say I'm up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator.
Cuz toi need me, man
I don't need you
toi need me, man,
I don't need you
toi need me man,
I don't need you
At all, toi need me man, I don't need you!
Cuz toi need me, man
I don't need you
toi need me, man,
I don't need you
toi need me man,
I don't need you
At all, toi need me
