High Rise

Its like appreciate the craftsmanship

Lyrics interacting with the beat to form a partnership

Developing a skill I need to use and start enhancing it

Got lines to make your carcass split, find your stash and dart with it

And if you dream of being better, then depart with it

I aim above the clouds, in Lords heavens where my target is

Ill never lose I'm too proud, you'll wish you never started it

Like alien conspiracies we'll never know the half of it

But how can we be the only living creatures,

In the universe that features more planets than a library has readers

I talk, but inside of me I'm speechless weary of the secrets

That we stumble over when the reaper meets us

I need to try and rise up an out my own demise

Clench your ears from spitters who continually told you lies

But none of this was accidently plotted overnight

I'm one of the few with oversight, so don't be acting so surprised

When the art of intelligent bars and flowing dies

Spitters take a seat, forget what you think you know inside

My thoughts and their thoughts definitely don't coincide

My minds a cave with no return I'm warning you don't go inside

Its like Illuminati scrolls you in in secrecy,

Thats why you see me drift away when loose ballers speak to me

Keep my flows tight the way it is, the way it needs to be,

Not everybody knows right, cos life ain't what it seems to be

Yeah, but it seems to me I'm a castaway

Guided by my nans soul, my light throughout my darkest days

Time moves too fast I can't just let it pass away

Keep on writing filthy makes an impact in the largest way

Its straight lyricism, the streets are villain ridden

Before the thugs hit the clubs make sure the millies hidden

Its either competition no I didn't think I'd vision

Friends of mine doing time behind stingy prisons

But when it comes to bars call me the emporer

Seventeen but I only need sixteen to dismember ya

Sorry If I offended ya, I'm not this cocky regular,

But people wanna talk like their better I'm fucking ending ya,

I feel to walk up in a bank brandish the calibre

Bag up all the money, then just fly away to Malaga

Ill take my boys with me, but Ill leave behind the scavengers

Disappointed with spitters that call us the new ambassadors

Making altercations and changing the way we spit in Britain

Revealing hidden talents when I compose myself and ride the riddim

God knows my pride is hidden, slowly I unite the system

Gathering armies in these cold streets to fight for wisdom

Opening brackets, me and Ratchet the ultimate package

A combination known to be savage,

He makes the beat an I choke and attack it

People patrolling the planet, know that my flow is volcanic

It stuck with me like the smell of weed smoke on my jacket

But I'm hidden like the text of the Da Vinci code

Invisible to the public eye cos nobody thinks I'll blow

On point, I'm never thinking slow

I think its time to make a roach and grab the rizla and weed,

And then just roll and smoke

Inhale the smoke of a rebel,

I'm independently firing demonic scripts so sick I've awoken the devil

And yes I'm broke on the level, Nah I'm not lying

I'm constantly trying to get my music off the ground and flying

Its like, I cause a big commotion, runaway like loco-motion

Come back at a better time grab an eighth an start the smoking

Its like I'm only joking, I'm only going home

But long before years of cannabis smoking, sweat and broken bones

Feeling shit like an informant that broke the oaths,

An now he knows every man on road is hunting for his soul

Thats how It goes, although Ill never give the mic up

Ill never get no money, recognitions or magazine write ups

So if the odds against me maybe its time to put the mic up

I love the music, can't decide, I'm tryna make my mind up

Ten years time, looking down the line where will I wind up?

Working like a bitch or in the sun happily signed up?

I'm asking cos it beats me, Yeah I'm what the streets speak

And I'm standing on deaths peak at twenty thousand feet

I need twenty grand a week to fulfill the life I need to lead

So pass the rizla and weed, let me proceed