“Brixton you feeling good out there?

Who saw our mates all the way from Toronto Canada, Bedouin Soundclash, open up the show tonight? Make noise! All original Skints party crew if you lot know about this tune, I wanna see your knees up on the fucking ceiling.”

I know with a bit of control you could be a little better, better yet a better
friend to me (me say that)
I know you could get your life in order, hear it knocking on your door with a Ratatat-
tat.

I know with a bit of control you could be a little better, better yet a better friend to me,
me say that

I know you could get your life in order, hear it knocking on your door with a Ratatat-
tat. (tat tat tat tat)

Cause I mark it as a must have, ride it like a mustang, ignore it like your phone rang,
 say it like I have saying took away my life man, took away my life line, couldn't be my
 only. When you see me you treat me like a piece of meat, like a DVD cause i'm a
 VCR, see and I will be ghastly cause i lost my last me, ran around for your sake so 
I'm gonna get nasty

I know that you are no good for me. One more time and then you'll set
 me free.

I'm rocking back and forth of course I'll blame it on myself.

(I been going stir crazy from haze 
And awake for two days 
Better than to be sleeping in hell)

Falling apart like a fragment, climbing back into my shell.

And it's bait that's she's making me change

Love became hate and rage

I'm locked up, but I aint in a cell

Aint cocked up but I'm blaming myself

Long stuff feeling pain from a girl

Monged out and away from the world for a minute

Friends say it's the way of the world that I live in

And I don't wanna give it

But honestly I'm finished

And the quality's diminished and I'm feeling kinda sick-ish

Hook, line and sinker like fishes

Never took time and did my three wishes

Make a hook/line and keep myself singing

Could say that I've scored and ain't winning

But mate that's women, innit

I know that you are no good for me.
One more time and
 then you'll set me free.

Got a little bit of 8-bit raggabit. My reggae vibe alive,

having all of it. Visit all eternity it stops while I play, when I'm




physically yearning for the bass while i'm holding it.

Got a little bit of Grime, no crime. Cosmically fly, well you're gonna

be mine Frank West better make it cause he's running up high, me

ah dead the undead, one rhyme at a time.
One more time, so divine, one of mine, bickering ain't gonna make
 you get in line this time. Me second maybe lady will evolve? I'm

trying! But you're keeping me right here with your protective stylin.

Can you hear the bell ah ring? I hear the bell ah chime, man ah say

me ah the one but I know you tell a lie you know you made me

wanna die? I had a cry, no style, read the signs me haffi say

goodbye.
I know that you are no good for me.
One more time and
then you'll set me free.

You get down... my soul ah weak and you've been messing around.

But this sound, rocking around the system. My likkle soul, me

dancing around!

Now hold up.


No no no
You don't love me
And I know now
No no no
You don't love me
Yes I know now
'Cause you left me, baby
And I got no place to go now
No no no
I'll do anything you say boy
No no no
I'll do anything you say boy