U18s Cypher Part 1

[Intro: Songer] BL@CKBOX, Under 18s Cypher Big up BL@CKBOX every fucking time Come on, come on, come on Yeah, starting with something different Yeah Outside the box [Verse 1: Songer] I'm on a push bike Doing wheelies on the motorway 30 stone lady Grabbing onto both my shoulder blades I've got shoulder pains Pull out both my roller skates Cut off both her arms but Still she can't be blown away My ex, still ain't over James But she's not under me Don't tell me that my standards low I just love the beat The way I'm getting lucky G You thought I was the number 3 Our lives are like a movie but Yours is in another screen The guys that try stopping me Are wearing lost property Dropping beans to Ed Sheeran 'Cause their girls are onto me An hour later And the prick has gone and swallowed three His jaw is swinging Like a boxer in Apollo Creed An Eminem wannabe But I'm the guy you wanna be So boy me it don't bother me You wannabe wannabe Cop a G, I'm [?] And bun that shit properly Till my eyes are looking like The logo of Monopoly And people chat breeze And there's lots of them But fires can't start without oxygen Teachers call me cocky Their daughters call me confident Insecure, I've been before But hid it all in confidence Fully grown men tell me to give up on my dreams Whilst their sitting in an office Watching me upon their screens I wonder why they gave up And I wonder why these are girls Are spending 7 bill on makeup L'Oréal tell girls that their worth it But sell a product that hurts them 'Cause their pre-made presumption How they should look And that don't make sense I'm spending 80 on a T-Shirt But the workers getting 8 pence And I ain't here to make friends So fuck it I'm a hypocrite Difference is I give a shit Swimming in a river full of bigger fish But no-body is as ill as this And that's a fact You was loving road having shootouts I was grabbing Match Attax Setting fire to the building like a match attack And now I'm spitting with the mandem Going back to back I'm bored of doing shit that ain't worthy Catch the train at 8:30 Writing lyrics on the train journey And people say they real but they ain't certy I keep my thoughts to myself I call my brain Percy Yeah But they ain't certy I keep my thoughts to myself I call my brain Percy