Proud Lyrics

So it's nearly time for me to go But i want to thank you for being here It's been a pleasure I mean that truly And now i'm going to do a convoluted tune A composition that i'm particularly proud of Never been a fellow to be down with the gs Hardly ever collect felonies out on the street My criminal record took minimal effort To scribble and get all it down on a sheet Me, i can do without the police See, i'm a dude renowned to be tedious No pissing about, i'm serious I really just sit around on a seat Read a book, put it down, have a wee 'til i feel i've had enough then i slouch in my pjs These days when i'm counting my sheep It takes me ages drowsing to sleep Feel i'm thousands of feet out of my league Like a floundering dinghy down in the deep People shouting at me i'm not allowed on a beat But there's four times more that'll tell me i'm sweet I found my release when i bought me a mic And recorded a tight lyric down on a beat With the sound so loud that the speakers Melt with the heat cos i'm dan to the b
I oughtn't lie, i mean demographically There's a hypothesis i support: That i am the more priviliged in all of society Quite unlike the baller i try and be I was born in a nice region And brought up politely So i was taught to mind my ps and qs And make way for oaps in queues I'm a decent dude, peaceful too But on a beat i speak with lethal truth This sequel to my debut album's A way to tell them the good news: That i'm a middle class kid from the midlands Less "safe" more like "how you diddling?" I'm like a polo without the middle in More whole than the hole to fill it in Though i'm a bitter kid, just a little bit Bringing mint lyrics but no-one's listening But i'm in the zone and i'm coveting the throne So i'm not gonna give it in, gloves coming off and i'm boxing until i win Watch when i'm in the ring Roundhouse my doubts, bopping them in the chin Plot thickening along with the smoke But i'm not gonna choke - i've got ventolin Like when i kicked my bong and it broke It allowed me the freedom to breathe the air again And now that i'm clean and the songs that i wrote then Are out and they're seen i am proud to be me You could tell when i'd been chilling out with some weed I couldn't leave the house, you could smell the febreze Now when i'm out on an evening in town i'm a demon Downing indecent amounts of ribena 'til i'm down on my knees and in pieces Weeping shouting "help me, please" But when i'm having doubts about my belief I just tell myself that i'm proud to be me
One, two, i'm counting to three Then i want you, to bounce to the beat From the north to the west to the south to the east We can all get well rowdy

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