STORMS ARE BREWING

Don’t try to work me out, ’cause I’m confused myself

I thought I knew me but the person that I knew has left

The newer me is born; and the pressure’s on

The world is in the palm of my hand and I’m feeling strong

You thought I’d never make it, but you were wrong

I even had the nerve to get this message to you in a song

The things you put me through made me what I am

Made me see the world for what it is. Took it like a man

Re-arranged my whole life and now I understand

Sometimes I get flashbacks of the days when no one gave a damn.

That’s all it is; nothing more, nothing less

I’m never going back again to the land of the stressed

Where it’s survival of the fittest of men

And all of this coz I had a mic, a pad and a pen

And I was blessed with a gift and I swear I’ll let the world know it

Never quit. Keep on coming at you till I’m done with it

Twenty years lurking in the shadows with my cap on

Hood on, waiting for my moment to get put on

Stage with the biggest of names so I could shine

Conquer the universe with a beat and a rhyme

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I’m an entertainer! I live to entertain

An addict to performing, it helps to keep me sane

Eighty thousand fans yelling out my name

It ain’t about the fame. It runs in the veins

I see the way you’re looking wondering what I’m cooking

What’s the LP gonna be called, Storms Are Brewing

Maybe? Maybe not? Regardless the albums hot

Touch it and you’ll burn your fingers same way that I blew the spot

I’m not the type to stand in front of an audience

Turn my back and perform to the floor, what’s the point in this?

I strive on the energy; Am who I claim to be

I remember when I used to see the whole world as my enemy

I was paranoid but now the paranoia’s null and void

Had a fight with the negative side of my mind and left it destroyed

Now I’m a different man. To elevate I had to be

I wasn’t built in a factory; I was born and bred naturally

I’m human, an individual none the less

I talk through the music just to get stuff of my chest

Coz I’m like that. Sometimes fictional but mostly fact

I’m deadly when I rap so you might as well compare me to anthrax.

I strike when you least expect, come correct

And leave you standing with your outer shell cracked like you’re an Easter egg.

Break a leg! You want more? Get on your knees and beg

I’m hungry like I ain’t eaten for years. What do you expect?

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I’m far from an eccentric protecting the world that I invented

When I’m dead and buried my aim is to be remembered like I’m Hendrix

I’m stubborn; I didn’t quite catch what you said. Pardon!

If rhyming is a crime then I’m a criminal that’s been hardened

Forget about it. You ain’t never gonna match me, I’m like an athlete

Running the hundred metres in six seconds flat, you’ll never catch me.

Move on or be blessed with the kiss of death

I came to the place with nothing but words and took away your breath.

Now you can’t breathe; been nuts since you tried to starve me

It’s absolutely no use trying to calm me ’cause I’m barmy.

Ordinary human being turned into a lunatic

A product of the environment, no way! That’s not me.

I’m a hundred and eighty three thousand steps ahead of the competition

Listen! That’s the ignition.

I mean business! If I died I’d come to life again

Just so I can finish what I started. Make you say damn!

’Cause I’m the type who never quits, rip the mic to bits

So you can see what’s going on inside, the construction is sick

So it can handle what I’m feeding it, every level exceeding it

You don’t believe me? Just wait till you’re seeing it!

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