You Need Me, I Don't Need You - Live and in Session

Now I'm in town break it down
Thinking of making a new sound
Playing a different show
Every night in front of a new crowd
It's you now
Ciao
Seems that life is great now
See me loose focus as I sing to you loud

And I can't no I won't hush
I'll say the words that make you blush
I'll sing this now ow ow

See I'm true my songs are where my heart is
I'm like glue I stick to other artists
I'm not you now that'll be disastrous
Let me sing and do my thing
And move to greener pastures

See I'm real I do it all it's all me
Im not fake, don't ever call me lazy
I won't stay put, give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me, hey

Cause you need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you at all
You need me man I don't need you

You need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you at all
You need me man

I sing and 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 you're just bluffing
Names on the credits and you didn't write nothin
I sing fast I know that all my shits cool
I will blast and I didn't go to Brit school
I came fast with the way I act right
I can't last if I'm smokin on a crack pipe
And I won't be a product of my genre
Never mind will always be stronger than my songs are
Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Always read the stories that you hear on Wikipedia
And musically I'm demonstrating
When I perform live feels like I am meditating
Times at the enterprise when some fella filmed me
A hound singer-writer like Gabriella Cilmi

Cause you need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you at all
You need me man I don't need you

You need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you at all
You need me man

Aha aha oo
Aha aha oo
Cause you need me man I don't need you
Cause you need me man I don't need you
Cause you need me man I don't need you
Cause you need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you

My eyes are red
I've been burning I've been burning
My eyes are red
I've been burning I've been burning now
My eyes are red
I've been burning I've been burning in a spliff of your 'igh grade
My eyes are red
I've been burning I've been burning burning burning
Now where I've come from burning weed it is a 'abit
A big fat bag if 'igh grade weed you know I got to 'ave it
Cause if I don't have it in my pocket I'm going to panic
Cause like I said where I come from weed smokin is a 'abit
Yeah, we'll do da bun in the place up in the hood
One of them things I have inherited like a ghetto man should
One of them things is smoking weed it yes it makes me feel good
Burning 'igh grade sensimilla yes it makes me feel
But me is a man a talk about sensimilla is a drug
And if I start to smoke it imma na turn into a thug
Where I come from that they talking could that only get you mugged
Where I come from burning weed it is a blessing from above
Where I come from yes we burn it when we listen rub a dub
Where I come from we burn it after we just a make love
Where I come from yes we burn it when the sun starts shine
I blaze 'igh grade weed all the time
Now my eyes are red

Cause you need me man I don't need you
You need me man (my eyes are red)
You need me man I don't need you at all
You need me man (my eyes are red)
You need me man I don't need you
You need me man (my eyes are red)
You need me man I don't need you
You need me man (my eyes are red)
Eyes are red
Eyes are red ed
Eyes are red ed
My eyes are red ed
My eyes are red ed
Eyes are re e e e oh
Eyes are re e e e oh
Eyes are re e e e oh
Eyes are red red red red ooo

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Mmmmmm
Hey
Oh

Cause with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right
I won't stop 'til my names in lights
At stadium heights with Damien rice
On red carpets, now I'm on Arabian nights
Cause I'm young I know my brothers gonna give me advice
Long nighter, short height and I gone hyper
Never been anything but a singer-songwriter
Yeah the games over, but now I'm on a new level
Watch how I step in 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 haven't got a house,plus I live on the couch
So you believe the lyrics when I'm singin them out
Wow from day one I've been prepared
With vo5 wax for my ginger hair
So now I'm back to the sofa
Giving a dose of what the future holds cause it's another day
Close close close close close
I've still got a rucksack full of old clothes
I rap with a cold flows
I'm back with the old jokes, in fact you don't know
On tracks I throw blows to make my punchlines relevant
If you can't keep up you'll get none you're celibate
My flows developing, skin lacks the melanin
Give me a shot of adrenaline and I get it in
Do it for the hell of it
Cause ever since I hit the mainstream with the A team I seem to sell a bit
I took what held me back with the women
I packaged the image
Put in some content, then I sold it back as a gimmick
The fact is this I'll end up dating actresses
Wake up in dirty mattresses
I think I need to practice this
But I make shit happen call me a laxative
Worlds on my shoulders I don't even know what atlas is
Hard bars sharp like a cactus is
I'm back to rapping back to back cause I've been practicing
Back to sing this
Yes

You need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you at all
You need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don need you at all
You need me man

I'll keep my last name forever
Keep this genre pretty basic
Gonna be breaking into other peoples tunes when I chase it
Replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift
Into another rappers shoes using new laces
I'm selling CDs from my rucksack aiming for the papers
Selling CDs from my rucksack aiming for the majors
Nationwide tour with just jack still had to get the bus back
Clean cut kid without a razor for the moustache
I hit back when the pen hurts me
I'm still a choir boy in a fenchurch tee
I'm still the same as a year ago
But more people hear me though
According to the My Space and YouTube videos
I'm always doing shows if I'm not I'm in the studio
Truly broke never growing up call me Rufio
Melody music maker reading all the papers
They say I'm up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator
Cause you need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you at all
You need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you
You need me man I don't need you at all
You need me man I don't need you