SWALLOW IT

Arrogant enough to rip a beat from Youtube, spit 4 bars on it and call it a hit/ keep the chorus, it's what every one else does, fuck it, either way this shit's gonna be sick/

VERSE 1:
Love me or hate me, you can't deny that you rate me/
spit the realest music, Jesus died to save me/
'cos I came from the dirt, the salt of the earth/
but the hunger, the struggle, it taught me, I leart/

not to fuck with a 2 faced snake, I'm too wise/
seeing these so called friends green eyes. I don't lie/
when I say I learned the hard way, I came from a dark place/
don't start mate, I suggest you keep out of harms way/

'cos I got too much guilt, but not one regret/
so you add to my guilt, i'll add stitches to your fucking head/
Pride's a bitter pill to swallow, but swallow it/
otherwise it's 15 thugs, and the man they're all following/

coming to your house uninvited, like Jehovah's/
none of us middle class, and we all got chips on our shoulders/
just trying to surviving this shit, the best we can/
and no one's got time for this, don't test this man/
'Cos...

VERSE 2:
I will never let you live this down, told you not give it out/
you wanted to act big, and where's it's fucking got you pal?/
still doing the same shit, where's your fucking stats?/
where's your hits, where's your sales figures, where's it fucking at?/

'cos I got mine here, shining bright like a diamond/
I'ma Chris Brown your arse, slap a bitch and get violent/
and you don't really want it, so sit and be silent/
'Cos Tim Thumb, you don't wanna wake the giant/

And I ain't even calling no names, I ain't a bully/
but explain to your little pals, so they understand fully/
that i'm the type of man to come crush your whole team/
with the money and connections, the power and I know fiends/

that get Wiley for a pie, i'm talking Roll Deep/
you're Bo Peep, on your Twitter beef, so go Tweet/
keep whispering my name, trying to act brave/
It'll be Once Upon a Time again, I don't play/

VERSE 3:
I don't do music, to make money or get a dumb rep/
I got a reputation i'm trying to lose, It was once said/
great minds think alike, I guess they're right/
'cos i'm looking to exit music, and i'm Ready to Die/

i'm living this shit, the same as you/
but i'm man enough to pray, we all make it through/
I don't wanna live this life, you all think it's fashion/
i'm doing the best I can, and I ain't talking about rapping/

I got, bills to pay, kids that need/
a Dad in their life that can show them the path to lead/
and I admit I need, to be more of a man/
'cos I still fuck and fight like i'm 19, with a Stella in my hand/

Still roll with the Hooligans, get drunk with the thugs/
still on that street shit, gotta hustle, it's in my blood/
even if I fuck up, at least I tired/
what the fuck can you say, you ever done with your life?/

VERSE 4:
Fucking facebook faggots, fuck the indirects/
if you're a proper gangster, speak up, and come off the fucking internet/
ain't known around the manor, but bigging up his Twitter rep/
in a prison cell battling, on cassette, i'd fucking get respect/

from black, white, skin head, even Muslim and dreads/
'cos every mother fucker on the wing, knew I did what I said/
from in cell cassettes with Mets, ripping the sets/
to National Koestler Awards, collecting royalty cheques/
“I'm done!”-