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Intro 1
Verse 1
kinda restricted
Searching for a subject,
something gripped him
Sing it with a gimmick
Monopoly
Instead of sitting down and writing
music properly
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Sloppily he sat there, chewing his pencil
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Food is for four, so he thought for a min
An epiphany right there,
changed the rules quick
Why not write a track for
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the mainstream?
Same thing, lame thing,
I've written this bullshit
I won't confuse it with urban music
I've written this bullshit
Cause I'm never gonna get that far
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All
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Cause they all got more money than you
him whatever you do
Copying the yanks,
Now everybody's singing
Who can be the best cat
of pass the parcel
The parcels music, if one's to lose it
There'll be another arsehole
there to abuse it
Born in
London, I suppose I'm urban I find all
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Sticking to the rules of commercial music I
I've written this bullshit
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Sticking to the rules of commercial music I
All
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Cause they all got more money than you
the best end to retirement
to bring a stop to the benign
a stable childhood with a passion for poetry
Try to be intelligent but
nobody's stirred
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Commercially viable if I wanna be heard
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Oi,
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F
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London crew, where my geezers at?
Where my birds with
Bacardi breezers at?
Ok, that's my cheap shot
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a year from now you'll be stealing this
But just right now you ain't feeling this
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Stickin' to the rules of commercial music
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Stickin' to the rules of commercial music
I won't confuse it with urban music
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You can't cos I live with my parents
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Mr
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Ain't no oth er music, if we were doing that,
you know what I mean?
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