1. |
About Me
02:12
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2. |
A Million Miles Away
07:02
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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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3. |
Chasing A Dream
03:01
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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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4. |
Grime Theo-Philosophy
03:18
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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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5. |
Top Bury
01:12
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6. |
Chilling In My Reeboks
05:03
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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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7. |
Riding Around
05:29
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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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8. |
Free Up Your Art
01:46
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9. |
X-Files pt.1
05:08
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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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10. |
The Mic
04:08
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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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11. |
Memories
04:29
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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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Khalid Omari London, UK
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