Tipped him over the scale, he prevailed
But he weren't behind bars,
Instead of sitting down and writing
Sloppily he sat there, chewing his pencil
it was driving him mental
His ideas were thin, creativity slim
He needed a meal like that
Food is for four, so he thought for a min
and he shot up with a grin
That's commercial bullshit
Why not write a track for
I've written this bullshit
Stickin' to the rules of commercial music
I won't confuse it with urban music
Cause I'm never gonna get that far
I've written this bullshit
Stickin' to the rules of commercial music I
won't confuse it with urban music
Cause I'm never gonna get that far
American rappers are cruel
Cause they all got more money than you
Why the funny face to my crazy antics?
I'm a nice change to the pop romantics
Something fresh to the new
I'm bling bling transatlantics
this should never have started
The dearly departed and the
weapons they've harboured
They think we really care about the
They all stark in the game
The parcels music, if one's to lose it
There'll be another arsehole
London, I suppose I'm urban I find all
the trappings of the scene disturbing
I don't want a life with cars
Cos I'm happy with a cuppa
I've written this bullshit
Sticking to the rules of commercial music I
won't confuse it with urban music
Cos I'm never gonna get that far
I've written this bullshit
Sticking to the rules of commercial music I
won't confuse it with urban music
Cause I'm never gonna get that far
American rappers are cool
Cause they all got more money than you
And no one can hide from the truth
So there's a rap epidemic,
the best end to retirement
I'm shaken by this madness,
Confined, my mind tries to align
to bring a stop to the benign
That's a basic requirement,
a stable childhood with a passion for poetry
the industries throw at me
Try to be intelligent but
Commercially viable if I wanna be heard
London crew, where my geezers at?
But I ain't even been to prison
a year from now you'll be stealing this
But just right now you ain't feeling this
I hear the booze and the hiss
It's all hit and miss, bruv, trust me
I've written this bullshit
Stickin' to the rules of commercial music
I won't confuse it with urban music
Cos I'm never gonna get that far
I've written this bullshit
Stickin' to the rules of commercial music
I won't confuse it with urban music
Cos I'm never gonna get that far
Yo, if you wanna come to my hotel
You can't cos I live with my parents
Just having a little cheap shot of commercial bullshit,
Ain't no other music, if we were doing that,
We're never gonna get that far
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