Got It Back Lyrics

• I was young, everything was tough and all brill
• Pen scribbled hard, still sharp and fast
• It all went into the book
• From the slow-kill job to the blown-bills raving
• Niche in the ???? for deepens
• Cup of tea on my rollups
• Squeaking wheel from the earhole
• Gerbil running, Bic biro hums like the dynamo that night has
• Spew time lapse, sties full of like cats
• Speaking in lover’s tones
• Spew drunk tat on London road
• To the beachfront, clean shirt, drink ruck, fucking home
• Found way with my fourth brother
• My navy day-a-page pad ‘09 diary
• Turn to a journal, a fateful day
• Gate 13 Heathrow, day long wait
• Kept busy since with the drop through
• Catching apples that would otherwise rot through
• Now I’m cross legged, bedroom bound
• North London
• Renting a tin on the shelf where I sleep
• Six people live here, I trust ‘em
• And I got enough work
• I know rents made next week
• More chilled out now and less angry
• Less trusting sadly
• Less self-destruction on the weekend
• I still love a pub and a free one, I just love my brain more
• And a page of A4 and a pen’s potential
• Though I scribble less bars now if I’m honest
• I always pack a pad in my back pocket
• Stop write on it when the need seizes
• No reason that need comes less freely
• Now stuff’s just a brush touch easier
• I still stress, still graft, still work hard
• But I’m scrabbling in the dirt for that spark where a verse starts
• More content than the youth from the first half
• More level, less likely to die from a burst heart
• Not blocked, still hungry
• Just flowing slower
• I’m kinda frozen over
• So I read more books and I learn
• Learn more from people
• Listen, cotch, watch and observe
• I’m there when a ???? a curb past top dogs, lost souls and salts of the earth
• Headphones out in a moment, mind open
• I stride and my eyes find everything
• On the space where I am and I still got a brain from skating
• Interpret my street as a play thing
• Writing’s my new wheels
• Parks less concrete more metaphysics
• In the library find me where non-fiction is
• On the train see me wiggin’ out to Prince and Tom Robbins
• Listen to less raps since the genre rotted
• Tired of bitch rhyme schemes and non-topic concepts
• Swapped soul for ????, chair burst spat out my corner
• I found a whole world there

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