Welcome, the doors are open, Stryder,
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I were'nt invited here, and I ain't leaving in a hurry,
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And that's exactly how I feel so I quoted it from Dizzee,
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The flow is like a heart attack,
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I'm the cardiac arrest with it,
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I see them demons crawling back, so I sign of the cross I'm blessed with it,
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They would love to see me fail like him,
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They would love to see me skint,
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They would love to see me turn to the roads,
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And wait for the day I visit bing,
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Some think I don't deserve this,
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Irrelevant thoughts are worthless,
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Cloud 9 don't touch no surface,
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If they're big in the game I'm Elvis,
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It's me, myself and I,
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When I'm boxed in I'll survive,
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I'll box myself out left and right,
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Left him there with and awkward eye,
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Music, I live this,
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I caught this like a sickness,
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And where is my witness,
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Music shot me down I bleed this,
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Music, I sing this,
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But to them it's business,
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When you're hot they cherish,
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When the flame dies out It's finished,
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This is why I'm sinning, with a
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Master plan I'm killin 'em,
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This is why I scheme with Jack and Arch,
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It's why we're winning, winning,
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It's nothing but the realness,
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Straight from the heart,
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You've gotta feel this.
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Take Off
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| Tinchy Stryder |
