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0800YOFAM

by Khalid Omari

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1.
About Me 02:12
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Sometimes I wanna get away From this place A million miles away I'm tryna escape But I'm trapped I'm just so far away From my dreams Naive plans I had so much in my teens Now I'm grown up I get sad Wasted opportunity Go forward Not back Into uncertainty Be fearless Not trapped By your insecurities Seek paths Explore Do what you ain't did before Ask questions Get facts Walk through all open doors Sometimes I wanna get away From this place A million miles away I'm tryna escape But I'm trapped I'm just so far away From my dreams Naive plans I had so much in my teens Now I'm grown up I get sad Wasted opportunity At thirteen I dreams Of being the best mc But I was scared to admit What I wanted to be I didn't wanna be the music guy Who always on it but never had hits I've never liked when people asked "Yo fam are you still on the music ting?" Cah deep inside I cringe I've spent the past 10 years lock away Doing my thing To step in the light is a scary thing I've always been low key Doing my thing Sometimes I wanna get away From this place A million miles away I'm tryna escape But I'm trapped I'm just so far away From my dreams Naive plans I had so much in my teens Now I'm grown up I get sad Wasted opportunity Go forward Not back Into uncertainty Be fearless Not trapped By your insecurities Seek paths Explore Do what you ain't did before Ask questions Get facts Walk through all open doors Sometimes I wanna get away From this place A million miles away I'm tryna escape But I'm trapped I'm just so far away From my dreams Naive plans I had so much in my teens Now I'm grown up I get sad Wasted opportunity I'm cemented in place 31 one years I've been here Feet planted firm on these concrete slabs Roots connect to the soil through cracks Cul de sac state of mind Pushed button bags door to door like Avon Ended up on a plantation Stuck in retail in a series of low paid jobs I tried to escape But I hated the way the boss spoke to me I went back It was supposed to be temporary Now I feel trapped Going round and round The same thing day in and day out I might have just found a way out The underground railroad ain't finished yet I don't want to get to 40 with regrets Taming my focus Trying not to let my mind go astray Getting high off my dreams The morning afters my astray I wake up and realise I'm still here Set my alarm Get up Drive there Clock in Pretend that I'm caring When it takes too much energy To keep pretending I need to escape I don't want to die in this place I'd rather depart with a happy face The I don't have a care in the world face Grass under my bare feet type face Where you can see my teeth glisten A million miles away Sometimes I wanna get away From this place A million miles away I'm tryna escape But I'm trapped I'm just so far away From my dreams Naive plans I had so much in my teens Now I'm grown up I get sad Wasted opportunity Go forward Not back Into uncertainty Be fearless Not trapped By your insecurities Seek paths Explore Do what you ain't did before Ask questions Get facts Walk through all open doors Sometimes I wanna get away From this place A million miles away I'm tryna escape But I'm trapped I'm just so far away From my dreams Naive plans I had so much in my teens Now I'm grown up I get sad Wasted opportunity
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I'm chasing a dream I'm chasing a dream I can't stop chasing chasing Nightmares of me failing failing I can't stop chasing chasing Dreams of making a living from music Am I chasing mirages Lost in a vortex whilst a decade passes Have I failed if I don't run the fastest? Tortoise in a marathon Sometimes I get disheartened Wandering through unkept gardens Seeing greener grass on their sides The key is to focus on mine Organically grown no pesticides Alkaline vegetables to feed my Ambitions Navigate in the direction of my vision Listen I'm chasing a dream I'm chasing a dream I can't stop chasing chasing Nightmares of me failing failing I can't stop chasing chasing Way back when I decided I leave them I said I wanna write about life Felt like ryu shadow boxing at night Recording song under my lamplight Perfecting perfecting Striving for perfect A waste of time I just got nervous Of sharing things with the world I don't even show songs to my girl I don't even write things about my girl Or certain lyrics that may upset my girl I guess when u write it's a burden as well My creative rate was higher When I was anxious Nowadays I have no pain I write from happiness Once I tap into the darkness Insecurities inspire my madness I'm chasing a dream I'm chasing a dream I can't stop chasing chasing Nightmares of me failing failing I can't stop chasing chasing Chasing chasing I don't wanna be failing £££s from music I wanna be making Releasing my music is like dreams When your naked Trying to find my clothes Is it the fear of not being accepted Or no one playing what I'm making My obstacles are purely psychological I make music for me not you As much as I say that I'd like some residual Income Feel insecure about sharing these thoughts With everyone Dissecting every word Every line I feel uncomfortable with them knowing Exactly what I'm thinking Chasing chasing... I'm chasing a dream I'm chasing a dream I can't stop chasing chasing Nightmares of me failing failing I can't stop chasing chasing
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If life is a minefield of choices Be careful where you place your feet Life manifests your thoughts So plant your seeds Deep in your subconscious So when it's time to reap what you've sown You'll enjoy your harvest Remove yourself from minds restrictive Walk alone be imaginative See life for what it really is A bunch of doors on an infinite corridor Can't exit when you choose your door Gotta walk through Deal with whatever's in the room Before see another corridor That leads to more rooms Philosophising on Grime x2 There's not a right time for anything This thing called earth stays spinning Interlinked with 9 other planets Rotating through a vortex of space Time waits for no one calculate all decisions Cah the time you procrastinate The earths stays spinning gone several million miles through space On a journey into the Milky Way What happens when we reach the centre It's like going down a plug hole Into darkness But then light came And then life came I think that's where it starts again Philosophising on Grime x2 I broke free of the shackles and chains I do as I will Decisions I make are mine I don't observe time From collective perspectives I observe and move individual I am a solar system Friends n fam are revolving planets I am the sun Interlinked with everyone Parallel Life is what you make it Ain't no heaven hells Don't bribe me with milk honey or virgins That's played out Read my book when I get to you let me sit and observe you Judge decisions I made Why would I be ashamed Of things I can't go back and change It's Pointless pain If I die bury me as a tree pod I don't wanna rot in a box Or burn to be put in a pot I wanna bear fruit and feed the hungry Put me in a Chels crumble An Apple or an oak tree That's all I ask for Don't invite anyone you ain't met before I wouldn't want em there Keep it small / a select few Bury me on my own land on a remote hilltop Secluded land Overlooking the ocean or out to sea I always liked my privacy No snapchats or posts to fb I think that's all corny No yearly dedications Or tributes saying you loved me When I was alive you should of told me That's me stance on it I'm everywhere in spirit When the tree bears its first fruit Take them to every continent Put it in some soil in some remote land So I can observe foreign lands
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Top Bury 01:12
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The year's 00 chilling in my reeboks The year's 00 chilling in my reeboks When the millennium struck I had no garms / I had no gal I was riding bikes with my pals Had a Saturday job on deptford market And spending my pay on vinyl With the £ I had left I'd go to London Kebab And choose Meal 1 Go to styles barbers to get a hair cut Me and Jamel used to smoked weed At his mums We used to go halves on 10 draw Take two two puffs and pass it on Linking two two gal from uboot Shouts to Emma and Kim The hackney crew Can't forgot peanut, Julie The Eltham hill crew I used to roll up when I bunked school Back then I hated school I never had the garms I never was cool I was a misfit chilling in the corridor With trappers n hustlers I used to go Zuby's at lunch Spit two two bars while he mixed it up Met Elsie randomly and formed a crew Started rolling in Cold Bath with mandem Shouts to Drips, 12s, Caps n Jason Andrew, Gusto Steph and Owen ran a club back then Can't forget Vesto The year's 00 chilling in my reeboks The year's 00 chilling in my reeboks Out to Revla, Yinka, and Rinser Came back to Deptford turnt to hustler Holding it down on the weekends Dad gave me a brick for my b'day To teach me a lesson Peddling 5s to older lot Picked up chronic as a reserve spot I was in the game Small time Hit my with change To turn a blind eye I changed my ways Retreated inwards The crew broke up I explored the limits Producing and spitting Stopped spitting in public Recording behind closed doors Stopped hustling and got a job Started uni in '08 Dad died in '09 Life was never the same Linked up with Israel and made waves 2010 I met Sousa I wrote and recorded nuff Infatuation is fucked Next time I'll sum up two ten to twenty up The year's 00 chilling in my reeboks The year's 00 chilling in my reeboks
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Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Look out the window what do I Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Look out the window what do I see Ay youtman Your ancestors were more than slaves n chains ya na You come from a rich culture of resilience Scholars, inventors, and explorers Don't make them teach you that You ain't nothing but a lost slave child Prone to violence and drug selling We shook hands with natives of many lands Not once did we rob, rape nor pillage Not once did we explore with the intention To conquer, civilise or exploit We explored with the intention to trade Forge relationships and knowledge We did not plagiarise Amalgamate or appropriate We did not segregate nor enslave Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Look out the window what do I Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Look out the window what do I see Riding round in the whip Stopped at a red light Morley's is filled with Black Kids What the fuck are you eating? Genetically modified chicken Corn starch and sugary drinks Aspartamane kills kids Research what you're eating Type 2 Diabeties hereditary Prevent or cure them Make better choices nutritionally Go Meat free or eat less meat Drink more water / Eat less processed things... Think! Salt and sugar are like bad habits So shake it That soul food ain't good for your soul It's just filled with cholesterol So next time you wonder Why they had that coronary Think about what they ate on a daily Your body is a temple not a cemetery So tell me why We put dead animals in us on a daily Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Look out the window what do I Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Look out the window what do I see It feels like they're tryna kill us slowly Betting shops n liquor stores on the high st Funding cuts they closed down the youth clubs Youts on road getting shot & stabbed up Dropping outta school Selling drugs on push bikes Olders didn't to warn them Bout the perils of street life Daddy was in prison Mummy working nights Gran didn't stop em Hanging out with the bad guys So what can you do? Detached from the world as you cruise Through London this afternoon Crossing bridges wondering If what you see is true Or hyper-sensationalise What you Subliminally consume C'mon Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Look out the window what do I Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Riding around my g Look out the window what do I see
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X-Files pt.1 05:08
I've got a girl now you can't contact me Where'd you get my number from What'd ya expect me to say or do Try ringing the other dude u used to talk to Cah right now I'm not that dude She's the type to get dolled up to take pics Addicted to the life of likes and reposts Back then she was overlooked by mandem Breasts weren't big enough Nose was slightly angled to the right She worked hard and fixed them Used the deposit for a flat on a new nose Boobs on hire purchase Credit card sprees on clothes Now she's on the gram and on the snap Finessing on foes Doing mirror shots Playing dress up / she's home alone Goes out to nightlubs just to pose Trout pout for selfies hashtag the most On a quest for more likes and follows Instant gratification no thought of tomorrow I've got a girl now you can't contact me Where'd you get my number from What'd ya expect me to say or do Try ringing the other dude u used to talk to Cah right now I'm not that dude My ex called from a withheld number Whimpering into the phone How much she misses us Her finance beats her to a pulp Until his fists hurt She feels compelled to stay it's a learned thing Daddy cheated on mummy Daddy was an alcoholic Mummy high most of time She never noticed The physical and emotional abuse Mummy was daddy's muse A punchbag from heights to blues Mummy was a siren A woman every man wanted Until she got with someone that No one wanted beef with As much as daddy was a lunatic He could never do wrong in the eyes of kids Mummy was a victim her whole life Step daddy popped her cherry A cycle of pain Always loved the trappers in fancy cars Moved onto the next when they behind bars Meanwhile daddy's on a mad one Running wild through the roads Until he met a siren Supplied the powder for her nose A few wraps turnt into a date of sorts Intercity transport trips as a unit She's the Bonnie to his Clyde She was down to ride Until the better end Until the pigs kicked the door in Until he slipped deeper into a spirit bottle And she skied down a mountain of coke King and Queen pin Mummy was a Madame in the streets Daddy was a butcher who slaughtered beef Is it a culture or socialised thing Is it the fact he presented a ring Is it the promises of bags and shoes Or the certainty of being knocked Back n blue? Each moment of lunacy followed by blame And the promise it'll happen again Empty sorrys and apologies Trapped cah she's chained psychologically Is she a victim of insecurities Have insecurities made him a bully? Or is it the pressure from peers Making more moves and money Than he does Wearing fancier clothes and driving cars That cost an arm Switching cars that cost an arm To escape the long arms Of the law He's owes the connect Even contemplating suicide There's no doors He's in too far The money saved up to go legit Has been swallowed up By his desire to win His desire to floss His desire to show off But all that finessing couldn't make a boss He's hot on the roads Stuck between two buns like dog Bark to his temple I guess the ketchup will be splattered on Meanwhile she's contemplating if it's worth Keeping the oven on At the clinic seeking to turn it off All this before I've opened my mouth to speak I've got a girl now you can't contact me Where'd you get my number from What'd ya expect me to say or do Try ringing the other dude u used to talk to Cah right now I'm not that dude I've got a girl now you can't contact me Where'd you get my number from What'd ya expect me to say or do Try ringing the other dude u used to talk to Cah right now I'm not that dude
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The Mic 04:08
I've always had faith in it I always believed in it Dark days I confide in it Light time celebrate in it Wrote bars to record in it Hardly made money off it Keeps me free innit I keep it close innit Cah if I get pissed and I'm feeling down It listens as I lay on a couch Divulge informations My deepest darkest secrets Emotionally naked Keeps me sane stops me from melting down It's a big part of me I grew up with it Kept me of the streets Gotta pay homage on this beat Reflect on all the joy that it brought me I write when I'm all alone write when I'm travelling home write when I'm in the zone I write to channel my moans Can't live without my microphone Do you trust me Do you lust or love me I wrote on trains In despair as my feelings change Wishing for blessings and better days Hitting drum pads to channel rage Am I going insane? Or is this the beginning of the last day? Don't wanna go through this again Don't have time for it I hate to pretend innit Reluctant sorrys innit Saying stuff that I don't mean Anger directed and deflected at me Rather than assume what's on screen Look into the mirror what do you see I see me What I was then / what I'm going to be Bullshit, debt and stress free Writing and recording my therapy So I don't say fuck you to go walkies Wander through the valley of uncertainty Neither late not early I wish it was straight forward Life's rather curly Hence why I stay worldly Never know where it takes ya Don't let them cage ya Or keep ya caged up Chained up Dictating who you can speak to Speak up Fuck those ultimatums Make your mind up You're on timeout... Don't take me for your friends ex Who had her crying her eyes out What's there to lie bout? I don't lie though I move where I wanna move Always tell the truth I'm private Don't compare me to next dudes The focus was you Is it still you? Are you forced to choose? You saw an emoji on the gram what's new? By the time you called you assumed I was on a rendez vous In a Brick Lane gallery With Becky the art chick Or some chick that you've never seen Who writes a blog about vintage things Hypothetical It weren't the Banks show chick Nor the Portuguese one that you'll never know I know you can hear me
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Memories 04:29
Memories Suppressed feelings Memories Memories Suppressed feelings Memories These days I can't wake up And face the world Feel like I'm stuck in a rut Depressed with my status Earning peanuts I gotta make changes The way how I feel these days I'm just so far away From my dreams Darkness oozes-from-the-depths inside me Nowadays.. I can't recognise me On the fast track to thirty Spiralling cz I'm not where I wana be It's been going so fast Before u stop suddenly And peer through the smoke screen Where am I heading, what am I doing? On the path to ruin There's no crossroads Pension plans got me on my toes Cz I'm not satisfied with this job and growing old Memories Suppressed feelings Memories Memories Suppressed feelings Memories It's back to the dark rooms Melancholy thoughts bittersweet doom Feeling villainous like dudes out the cartoons Does my girlfriend understand me Perhaps she's contempt with security Perhaps she's contempt with the chivalry What does she see in me I'm inside my head thinking silly Curled up clutching my phone Second guessing every thought that I've ever known Feeling sorry for myself Avoid mirrors cz I hate my clothes Confidence rock bottom low no money in my pocket My prospects are pretty low Under a dark cloud in a dark room I hope the sun comes out soon I need a cure Remind myself what I've got to live for I'm close to a death tour I'm kinda close to a book tour Is that what I'm living for So people can pick through my flaws Rummage through the metaphors in a search for -motives or Find truth in what they've just saw Can't be silenced Got a mind full of violent Emotions doing battle For control On the cliffedge trying to guide my soul Dodging coffins, blue pills and rabbit holes Memories Suppressed feelings Memories Memories Suppressed feelings Memories

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released August 25, 2019

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