Hello everybody I'm sway, welcome to my world
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I'm coming to you from the same place as the spice girls
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But I don't flippin sit around sippin tea
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I rap more than santa claus on christmas eve
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And when I show up the crowd stares in disbelief
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As the host drops the mic and he kisses his teeth
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I'm the reason so many millionaires are cryin
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Cause the MDs are screamin down the phones "why the hell havent we signed him?!"
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Some of these rappers need reminding, they ain't after my rythm mate, cause even in australia I'm flying
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But keep trying, you only live once
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So if you ain't living it up you ain't living, you're dying.
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[Chorus:]
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Sick world that's all up in my mind
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I don't know what is wrong
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I don't know what is riight
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This world, that's going on inside
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Don't know who to kick out
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Or who I should invite
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Oooh nooo
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"Hey mate, Sway, what are you gonna do mate? you gonna put it on the barby? or put it in the barby?... barby, barby, barby,.. barby brown"
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One day I wanna be bigger than peter andre
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Or bigger than the pair of lips kissing on beyonce
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Bigger than the willies shown in any given sunday
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Selling units in amsterdam, sweden and francais.
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The other day me and my enemy was beefin
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So I hit him in the face with a baseball bat and he was bleedin
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Somebody asked why I did it, I said I didn't, I was swinging it, and you know bats they didn't see him.
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Got into america like slick rick and floetry
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To show everybody my big bollocks and british poetry
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But if I flop I'll just come back in disguise
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And tie a british flag over my face so no-one knows it's me
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[Chorus:]
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Sick world that's all up in my mind
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I don't know what is wrong
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I don't know what is riight
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This world, that's going on inside
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Don't know who to kick out
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Or who I should invite
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Oooh nooo
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Ever since I was born I been torn
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Between two worlds my imagination and normal
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Got bored of watching horror films and porn
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Thus my mind conjured up thoughts abnormal
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Trapped in a world I made that ain't mine
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And you can't see it all in a day it takes time
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Come visit my living room of lyrics and you'll find
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There's a picture of my future in my frame of mind
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See me? I got to much CDs, and watch too much TV
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One day my teacher asked me what I wanna be
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At parents evening and I replied "I want to be a tree"
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He laughed, but then my mum started cussin me in twi
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Those were the days the ladies never wanted me
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Like "ugh like dereks like as ugly as can be"
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Cause my tooth wasn't exactly straight
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No wat I mean gov like me and the dentist wasn't exactly mates
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So for about a year I had to wear a flippin brace
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Feel like a bum for 350 days
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Then I took of my braces, got big in places
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Now if a chick don't like me she's racist
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[Chorus:]
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Sick world that's all up in my mind
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I don't know what is wrong
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I don't know what is riight
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This world, that's going on inside
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Don't know who to kick out
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Or who I should invite
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Oooh nooo
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Sick World
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Sway |