Stats for this track
In 8 Sets
- 13 Tracks, 39.12
- 25 Tracks, 5.41.41
- 43 Tracks, 2.41.33
- 14 Tracks, 51.00
- 25 Tracks, 1.18.22
A 2002 track I made myself that I gave away way back in the Myspace era of social networking, haha - someone mentioned it to me a few days ago as to make me realise it's not actually available anymore, so I ULed it again. Maybe someone out there will like it now, who knows? :)
Many thanks to the guys at Subvert Mastering - http://subvertmastering.com - for their work on this track.
What a crazy time I'm havin'
I'm getting to experience things your everyday people just can't imagine
Some of them may feel like I'm bragging or even blagging
But trust me, it's a once-in-a-lifetime chance I'm grabbing
In just over a year
Who'd have thought this shit would happen, I expected to be nowhere near
So where's here? Even now it's not quite clear
This was a fun ting, and now it might just be a career
I've seen things I couldn't describe if I tried
It's like my favourite childhood memory several times multiplied
A no lie - the year's been kinda good for this kid
I can't believe it - I never thought it would but it did!!
It wasn't planned, but then it didn't fall in my hand
I played shitty parties & did weekends on pirates on the FM band
Spent nearly 8 years behind closed doors
Now it's dancefloors, Miami shores and hectic European tours
But I'm glad I'm not famous
Already people are waiting for my head to disappear up my anus
They expect vainness- but for me the transition was painless
I'm lucky if I can buy myself a new pair of trainers
Just 'cos I'm singing I'm not blinging
My phone's NOT ringing and the sight of me doesn't stop women
I'm just a guy that had a real lucky break
Let's have it right y'all - please, make no mistake
I'm already doing what I always wanted to do
Don't wanna be seen on your screen, I'm happy talking to you
Even though I'd rather get props than Top Of The Pops
However shit drops is outta my control 'til the music stops
I never believed I could have achieved
All I have so soon, to be so well-received
I'm relieved the need to succeed couldn't make me bow to greed
Nor could it affect my word or my deed... that's tha real!
I ain't done too bad, coulda done worse
But there was no way I was gonna stop at just one verse
I was stunned first, then I got my energy burst
If you could see my face you'd know only the rhyme was rehearsed
Two years ago, that's when I got married to the mob
Became an accessory to the Brazilian Job
Call it guilt by association: I made my hobby an occupation
By finding focal points for my frustration
Prior to that every day was a gripe
Simply confirming my existence as a stereotype
Shit job, shit pay, no social life
No hope, no love, just total strife
Led to believe I was at a bleak end
Being told to get 'a proper job' and do my music on the weekend
If I'd have listened where would I be now?
The few people that stop me would be walkin' by me now!!
My flow was a hit, so now I'm supposed to blow it to bits
'Cos "Part Two" seems to be the words on everyone's lips?
Although I'm more than satisfied with all that I've done
Certain people are still like: "Yo son, we need another one!"
See, all the hype is kinda like a vortex
Name checks, and questions on the same old flex, like
"Yo, I'm not looking to get a man vexed
But people wanna know what's next!"
Still I bide my time, not rushing to provide a rhyme
Other people guiding my mind is like the blind leading the blind
That's why I'm turnin' my collar up, 'so I don't get swallowed up
By the all the people screaming for a follow-up
See, I'm-a do this when the time is right
Don't wanna be charcoal tomorrow if I'm fire tonight
I desire it tight, so if I'm inspired it might
Be admired & liked - no hype, just words takin' flight... that's tha real!