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What Have I Got

What Have I Got

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What have I got? (What!) To hide from the world, when I gonna find any time to myself?

When am I gonna get what I want, what I need and I need to believe, stampede when I step

Sweat when you see me, 'cause the elephant stamps, curse of a genie trapped in a lamp

Man on the move 'cause I broke it like Hospice, more texts locked than high school lockers

(What?) Gonna do when you can't just stop?

(What?) Gonna do when you can't smoke rock?

(What?) Gonna do when you want your next shot?

(What?) Gonna do when you lose the plot?

(What?) Don't look at me when you're needing help

Can't help when you have no belief in the world, well

Don't look at me when you needing dosh

I'm strapped like Afghans, I believe you lost

Bush raiding homes, Bin Laden roams free

Was never here and nobody knows me

Nobody owes me a thing, fuck a hand

When a man's got two, when I work, 'tis grand

Put your hands in the air if you feel the bass

Riders on the house, gonna kill the place

Until the name's up, turn the page

No rules to my rage like fights in a cage

Never caving Arabian nights

Fight to the death in the land of the giants

Signs signed with a kind of a twist

Hypnotist, hypnotised by the size of my fist

If your name's on my list in the blackened book

Endeavour to explore by the Captain Cook

Plea rapper shook

Took more than a mob of mafia try stop me doing my job

Don't ever try stop me man from taking it to the end

Never depend on helping hands, so never step within ten feet of me

Doing what I want to do with my days, if you in my way

Be running through you and I'll leave you out late, what, what, what?

What have I got?

So, what have I got?

Not much at all, one room and a bed for

What do I need for me to carry on, do I fight 'til my fists are red raw?

What do I have to do for you all just to understand, while you living in Wonderland, I'm working for the upper hand

Say what?

What have I got?

Say what?

What have I got?

What have I got?

Now, the sound that I want

Open your mind like your head getting stomped

Open the door the biggest tank can find

Run one of a kind like Frankenstein

Outrank your time, our time will appear

Get a penthouse suite with a chandelier

Cans of beer fill the fridge and we live the life

Throwing chicks on the road, no kids, no wife

'Til I'm older, hold 'em, till I wanna grow up

Spike the punchbowl, you wanna throw up?

Keep it down, I'm trying focus, let you leave wetter than Super-Soakers

Hope you don't wanna be the one that swings

Soon to be in charge like a son of a king, soon to be on top of your Christmas list

Mr D-Rapht, can you picture this?

So, what have I got?

Not much at all, one room and a bed for

What do I need for me to carry on, do I fight 'til my fists are red raw?

What do I have to do for you all just to understand, while you living in Wonderland, I'm working for the upper hand

Say what?

What have I got?

Say what?

What have I got?

What have I got to lose, hat have you got to gain?

Dance around the fire try to stop the rain

A shot of methadone won't stop the pain of a broken heart caused by what's her name

Spoken up, her open arms open wide and a door a kinda and I wanna go inside

Wanna break the lock, wanna take it all, then I hear a little voice saying, "Karma, Paul"

What? I didn't want to do it anyway, living by the pen and page like Hemingway

Many say what you want to hear, can't fit in, like fat men trying to drive, but can't get in (Whoops)

What, yeah, you know what I mean, quick, beam me up Scotty, like Jack and the Beanstalk

Who me, nah, why the hatred, only looked through the door, never knew she was naked!

Never once ever, never, new she was naked

I swear man, whether you believe me, whatever, never said that I cared man

If I did which I wouldn't, it wouldn't be me

I would have disguised myself so good that I couldn't be seen!

Wha-wha-what

What have I got?

So, what have I got?

Not much at all, one room and a bed for

What do I need for me to carry on, do I fight 'til my fists are red raw?

What do I have to do for you all just to understand, while you living in Wonderland, I'm working for the upper hand

Say what?

What have I got?

Say what?

What have I got?

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