Hi I'm James
Hi I'm James
Nice name and I'm quite safe
I take drugs like life's my Friday
And why change this by the dislike of my mates?
I'm great, fine mate
Life by the mind state
Rhymes that your wife hates pile up in my brain
I might spray when confined to a tight space
Big L from "D.I.T.C Da Enemy" (sample): Why do I end up in so much shit?
Because Dike is a head fuck to so much chicks
I've grown up quick
I'm known as a no-love prick
Don't judge this
I float plus I flow 'nuff sick
And if you can't take a joke you can go suck dick
Grow nuts bitch
And go blow your own trumpet
Cause I don't wanna know if you don't love this
I'll just open my nose, poke coke up it
Do the opening show for some promo kid
Then go home with a slut for some close up shit
I'm just normal
Ordinary sort of a happy guy
Bored of the passion life
Forcing an appetite
And sure I'm a rapper like the rest of you wannabes
But got believe in projection of honesty
Left at the bottom seein' stress and a lot of grief
Kept what I wanna keep separate from what I speak
I've never yet ever met what I wanna be
I rep from my policy and step with the God in me
Head's got a lock and key
Box in a block of dreams
Lost with the nonsense
I've constantly gotta speak
Fuck off
You're a ponce and I'm proper deep
Wandering off with these monsters that follow me
Gob shite Dikestar
On it with the small talk
It's Jimbo
Doggin' it on all fours
Klashnekoff from the "Jehst - Nightbreed" (sample): I Bring fire for your fassies and battyman Bararymores
Nice name and I'm quite safe
I take drugs like life's my Friday
And why change this by the dislike of my mates?
I'm great, fine mate
Life by the mind state
Rhymes that your wife hates pile up in my brain
I might spray when confined to a tight space
Big L from "D.I.T.C Da Enemy" (sample): Why do I end up in so much shit?
Because Dike is a head fuck to so much chicks
I've grown up quick
I'm known as a no-love prick
Don't judge this
I float plus I flow 'nuff sick
And if you can't take a joke you can go suck dick
Grow nuts bitch
And go blow your own trumpet
Cause I don't wanna know if you don't love this
I'll just open my nose, poke coke up it
Do the opening show for some promo kid
Then go home with a slut for some close up shit
I'm just normal
Ordinary sort of a happy guy
Bored of the passion life
Forcing an appetite
And sure I'm a rapper like the rest of you wannabes
But got believe in projection of honesty
Left at the bottom seein' stress and a lot of grief
Kept what I wanna keep separate from what I speak
I've never yet ever met what I wanna be
I rep from my policy and step with the God in me
Head's got a lock and key
Box in a block of dreams
Lost with the nonsense
I've constantly gotta speak
Fuck off
You're a ponce and I'm proper deep
Wandering off with these monsters that follow me
Gob shite Dikestar
On it with the small talk
It's Jimbo
Doggin' it on all fours
Klashnekoff from the "Jehst - Nightbreed" (sample): I Bring fire for your fassies and battyman Bararymores
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Writer(s): James Walton
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