You Need Me, I Don't Need You
Now I’m in town, break it down, thinking of making a new soundPlaying a different show every night in front of a new crowdThat’s you now, ciao, seems that life is great nowSee me lose focus, as I sing to you loudAnd I can’t, no, I won’t hushI’ll say the words that make you blushI’m gonna sing this now
See, I’m true, my songs are where my heart isI’m like glue, I stick to other artistsI’m not you, now that would be disastrousLet me sing and do my thing and move to greener pasturesSee, I’m real, I do it all, it’s all meI’m not fake, don’t ever call me lazyI won’t stay put, give me the chance to be freeSuffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me
‘Cause you need me, man, I don’t need youYou need me, man, I don’t need youYou need me, man, I don’t need you at allYou need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need youYou need me, man, I don’t need youYou need me, man, I don’t need you at allYou need me
I sing and write my own tune and I write my own verseHell, don't need another word-smith to make my tune sell?Call yourself a singer-writer - you’re just bluffingYour name’s on the credits and you didn’t write nothingI sing fast, I know that all my shit’s coolI will blast and I didn’t go to Brit SchoolI came fast with the way I act, rightI can’t last if I’m smoking on a crack pipe
And I won’t be a product of my genreMy mind will always be stronger than my songs areNever believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to yaAlways read the stories that you hear on WikipediaAnd musically I’m demonstratingWhen I perform live, feels like I am meditatingTimes at the Enterprise when some fella filmed me‘A young singer-writer like Gabriella Cilmi’
‘Cause you need me, man, I don’t need youYou need me, man, I don’t need youYou need me, man, I don’t need you, at allYou need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need youYou need me, man, I don’t need youYou need me, man, I don’t need you, at allYou need me
Cause with the lyrics I’ll be aiming it rightI won’t stop till my name's in lightsAt stadium heights with Damien RiceOn red carpets, now I’m on Arabian NightsBecause I’m young and all my brothers gonna give me adviceLong nighter, short height and I gone hyperNever be anything but a singer-songwriterThe game's over but now I’m on a new levelWatch how I step on the track without a loop pedalPeople think that I’m bound to blow upI’ve done around about a thousand showsBut I haven’t got a house plus I live on the couchSo you can be the lyrics when I’m singing them out(Wow)From day one, I’ve been preparedWith vo5 wax for my ginger hairSo now I’m back to the sofa, giving a dose of what the future holdsCause it’s another dayPlus I'll keep my last name forever keep the genre pretty basicGonna be breaking into other people’s tunes when I chase itAnd replace it with the elephant in the room with a faceliftInto another rappers shoes using new lacesSelling CD's from my rucksack aiming for the papersSelling CD's from my rucksack aiming for the majorsNationwide til’ we're just jack, soon as I get the bus backClean cut kid without a razor for the mustacheI hit back when the pen hurts meI’m still a choir boy in a Fenchurch teeI’m still the same as a year agoBut more people hear me thoughAccording to the MySpace and YouTube videosI’m always doing shows if I’m not I’m in the studioTruly broke, never growing up call me RuffioMelody music makerReading all the papersThey say I’m up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator .
Cause you need me, man, I don’t need youYou need me, man, I don’t need youYou need me, man, I don’t need you, at allYou need me, man, I don’t need you
You need me, man, I don’t need youYou need me, man, I don’t need youYou need me, man, I don’t need you, at allYou need me, man, I don’t need you