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Funky DL
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I Am Here
INTRO
(Harmonic chants)
VERSE ONE
After a three year hiatus reading legislative papers,
taking no kind of favours, trying to get me on the A-List,
I made it through the noise of my neighbours,
here to bring you the cadence,
I'm claiming everything I'm owed, I'm a lyrical bailiff,
who gives a fuck if the radio decides not to play this?
I am done with complaining,
cos when it's raining through the storm I am sailing,
this is not a practice, not a drill, prep or training,
this is real and I saying how feel,
so I guess I wear my heart on my cuff-links
every time I write yo there's substance,
the words flow with no reluctance, this my dictum, my judgement,
emotive in abundance,
so I could never tell you I don't love this,
making music is not an encumbrance,
it took me round the planet,
the circumference, just like it was a conference
where people pay me with nothing but compliments
of confidence in my accomplishments, I am here.
VERSE TWO
(Let me tell you what this is...)
This is my all day everyday,
back in the square ring, heavyweight,
bare-knuckle bruise, cause a belly-ache,
Southpaw uppercut, don't hesitate to detonate,
Carter-Mathers renegade, call a paramedic need to medicate,
cos I am so ill cos I emanate from Hack area,
bacteria, now you say,
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the best in the UK don't sound like he UK,
but I cannot be kicked or be pushed, reference Lupe,
lyrically I split ya wig, I meat cleave your toupee
and spit so cold though I'm rolled in my duvet,
a new day, a new dawn and fresh like a newborn,
so tight need a shoehorn,
you might need a coupon to get this,
it might leave you restless,
the nexus between now and breakfast,
I still have you breathless,
and my best is yet to come, I'm a veteran,
the perfect candidate, fuck elections, I am here.
VERSE THREE
I'm in my prime right now, I'm so alive right now,
rhyme nymphomaniac, there's no depriving my wow,
MC's are car windows, I'm winding them down,
I'm surviving the times, I arrived, I am proud,
like a Kindergarten baby eating sugar I am loud
and won't stop making sounds when there's company, a crowd,
this is Me, this is D, this is some kind of poetry,
vocally this is globally, locally hitting potency,
notice me irrevocably, openly with diplomacy,
a diary of madness in my mind like it's Jodeci,
hopelessly and emotionally, consuming like a grocery,
but I just keep a dose of me close to me,
it's supposed to be hard,
so it don't matter if I'm broken or I'm scarred,
I'mma still stand tall and thank God from my heart,
it makes no difference if I'm fearless or I'm scared,
it is only by his love I am... here.
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