Lyrics

(Hello, Leaf Dog, you got that bar?) (Jeheeze) (Tears in your mind's eye, reflection of your-) [Leaf Dog] Yo, chilling in the foreign corner, tryna find a quarter Thoughts ripple like reflections in the water Representative of the poor, but fuck law and order The mind taught ya, in time we'll try and force ya Tempt a slug from a Porsche into a Corsa And I ain't even called her, like a broke car they tryna stall ya If they fool ya, I ain't here to school ya Just listen, no fees or admission No tricks, no magician On a mission with a bitch that looks like an Egyptian Spit non-fiction, sellouts; we ain't mixing With our calibre, from the sword of excalibur Break your sound's limit like pushing the speed-barrier I have to laugh at ya, you're scared of the past, not the few crumbs from the hourglass for the final dash Me? I'm tryna get your granddad's vinyl stash The work-rate'll show you who's the king when time has passed [BVA] A bag of regrets, a baggy of achievements I'll take a pinch of each and wile the fuck out for an evening I'm just tryna add the seasoning, salt on well Push it for a reason, cause we just believed in this way of speaking Could'a been a dick or been ya hero It's just a gamble; Casino without Robert De Niro Then people started placing bets on my gang of weirdos And looking back they'll say we ran this [?] Keep it deep from where the beard grows Many influences: people, substance abuses Some good, some fucking useless Keep it on the straight and zooted Shit was sometimes stupid, heads or tails sonic's booted out the door We called for heads and put it all on music Never know the heart-breaker 'til you've been a partaker Play the game called path-shaper, more points, put your heart face-up And looking back, I'm just the keenest guy that's slack That's putting glasto on the map if you like hip-hop in your raps [Verb T] I believed in my dreams, and I always had a plan Got regrets, tryna rearrange them like an anagram Bullet-proof love to all the fam that's always had my back Now my kids are partly a reflection of the man I am They got their own path and don't need to follow mine Anything they need though? I've always got the time Life is how you spend time, and how you feed your mind Life is who you inspire, then what you leave behind On reflection, it's easier to see the light Than when you're in the moment, and you can't read the signs You need the time, to heal your mind Redesign past thoughts, see what you feel inside The freedom of youth, the wisdom of age I spent about half my life putting things on the page Sitting, analysing, plus maybe fantasising, drifting, and I'm feeling like my hand is guided [Fliptrix] Memories are so spectacular Reflecting on the past, yet we can't bring it back for ya Fashion might've changed but the music stays classic No synths, no lasers, no auto-tune, just straight bangers You can't teach an old dog new tricks We get the green, pick out the leafs, flip the skin and roll it backwards (Jeheezey) Take a breath like an asthmatic, then pop the flames off Like we're volcanic Never getting no reaction like a broke magnet Cat's go crazy when we rap, like we're holding catnip Back in the day, I go to Brixton jam, get in the club With a fake ID, hit the open-mic and fucking smash it Now I'm touring round the world, marking off the atlas Soon to take this shit galactic Receiving what I wish, the future stays attractive Walking down the train-tracks at night, with a box of matches You might not like to do that, frankly man, I find it magic Got caught vandalising trains, I couldn't stop the habit Court-cases, youth-offender work, it was so tragic But it led to writing raps it was my rite of passage Channel energies in new ways, survive the madness Staying true to my roots, never in the system Not a victim, never listened Did my own thing, I'm ecstatic This my job, my life yeah I'm forever rapping That's the actions if you really wanna make it platinum Dedication to the core's one love and real passion Times past, and turn into history What comes next, still remains a mystery I look to the past, then onto the future Reflecting on my memories, the heavy I salute ya Times past, and turn into history What comes next, still remains a mystery I look to the past, then onto the future Reflecting on my memories, the heavy I salute ya