[Chorus: Roots Manuva] [singing] Collosal Insight (Collosal, man) Invites the soul (Inviting of the soapbox) Sturdy after good food (More sturdy) Collosal Insight (Collosal!) Invites the soul (Inviting thy soul) Sturdy after good food [Verse 1] Gracious Lord, my mega oh mighty! I know I been slightly, out your path Feelin' the cold draft,of the bleek winter Splinters in my soul, I'm out of control and I know, that I should cut down this drinkin' Too many late nights and, wayward thinkin' Compellin' a man to plan to shennanigans The boy in me out and I got to be the man again 'cause I didn't rhyme to get me rich but I'm a scally, two two's you'll find I switch Hurt and pain made me, nothin' came to save me I walk with disaster, prefer to be plastered 'times my master don't ask me for jack turd all I owns is my balls and my word No-body heard'a me, 'cause I'm a new man I got this new plan, to get these new grams [Chorus] [Verse 2] People call my name like, it's some kinda game like I ain't got no fame like, I'm just the same type Shoutin' out vain lights - "Move ya lurgy" I'm far too nervy, observin' this world Who the? Where the? What the? How the? Media 'ores keep, shovellin' powder It's nothin' to be proud of, but stuff goes on Perceptions change, wrong's right an' right's wrong Hoopla-hooblahing, devil keeps snarlin' Bite-bites and it's sellin' more more more This could well'a be my, last LP I've had a good run, I've made a few G's I've had a bag of fun, I've smoked a few trees Now I wanna rest my, knobbly knees All in all I been feelin' the pinch and those bourgeois blacks have been far from convinced but, I don't give a damn about UK rap I'm a UK black makin' UK tracks and, I got love for everyone of them scenes and them pigeon-holes were never nothin' to hold me [Chorus]
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