I'm, cut, from a different cloth
Flew toward the dark not the flame i'm a different moth
Lock, stock, when we kicking off
Way I take the whole box of biscuits'll piss em off

Captivate these guys lets rise see the signs meld minds
It's the light skin Mr Spock
Got 'em fretting like they wanna go and get the cops
Had it right first time never should of let us off

Off, yeah I'm off to get a fast car
Listening to Tracy Chapman left my heart scarred,
Harsh lessons learned fast on the hard path
Smart arse class clown I mastered this rast clart.

Spark up get cark in da car park
Blue skies turn dark ya learn who ya pars are
Man-you-fed will watch you turn marga,
It's like friendships more expensive than Benz's and Prada


Raw vibes, all eyes on mine
Dial 999, gonna need the paramedics
Before he's even said it,
You know whats gonna happen it's like that book they make into a film but you've already read it. (Whoa)

Sixth sense third eye type of rhyme style,
Trying to get aligned now need to find how,
But most who know won't want you to find out
Don't wanna share the spoils they wanna leave us behind now

Out, got left out in the cold
Heart froze made my own way down a different road
Flipping O's for them top boys on a mission yo
Realized it's nothing I can do it with my little toe

But that road ends in final destination
Worst ways early grave or lifetime incarceration
I'm searching thru the darkness trying to find some inspiration
More than money on my mind I got a wild imagination.