Now I’m in town break it downThinking’ of making’ a new soundPlaying a different show every nightIn front of a new crowdThat’s you now ciaoSeems that life is great nowSee me lose focus as I sing to you loudI can’t, no I wont hushI say the words that make you blushI’m gonna sing this nowSee I’m true my songs are where my heart isI’m like glue, I stick to other artistsI’m not you now that would be disastrousLet me sing and do my thingI move to greener pasturesSee I’m real I do it all it’s all meI’m not fake don’t ever call me lazyI won’t stay put give me the chance be freeSuffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate meCos you need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youAt all you need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youAt all you need meI sing I write my own tune and I write myOwn verse hellDon’t need another wordsmith to make my tunes sellCall yourself a singer writer you’re just bluffingName’s on the credits and you didn’t write nothingI sing fast I know that all my shit’s coolI will blast and I didn’t go to brits’ schoolI came fast with the way I act rightI can’t last if I smoking on a crack pipeAnd I won’t be a product of my genreMy mind will always be stronger, than my songs areNever believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to yaAlways read the stories that you hear in wikipediaAnd musically I’m demonstratingWhen I perform live it feels like I am meditatingTimes at the enterprise when some fella filmed meYoung singer writer like a gabriella cilmiCos you need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youUntil you need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youUntil you need meCause with the lyrics I’ll be aiming it rightI won’t stop till my name is in lightStadium heights with damien riceOn red carpets, now I’m on arabian nightsBecause I’m young I know my brother’s gonna give me adviceLong nighter, short heigh, and I’m going hyperNever be anything but a singer-songwriteryeah the game’s over but now I’m on a new levelWatch how I step on the track without a loop pedalPeople think that I’m bound to blow upI’ve done around about a thousand showsBut I haven’t got a house plus I live on the couchSo you could be the lyrics when I’m singing them outFrom day one, I’ve been preparedWith VO5 wax for my ginger hairSo now I’m back to this sofa giving a doseOf what the future holdsCos’ it’s another day, plusI keep my last name forever keep the genrePretty basicGonna be breaking into other people’s tunes when I chase itAnd replace it with the elephant in the room with a faceliftInto another rapper’s shoes using new lacesI’m selling cd’s from my rucksack aiming for the papersSelling cd’s from my rucksack aiming for the majorsNationwide tour with Just Jack, still had to get the bus backClean cut kid without a razor for the moustacheI hit back when the pen hurts meI’m still a choir boy in a fenchurch teeI’m still the same as a year agoBut more people hear me thoughAccording to the myspace and youtube videosI’m always doing shows if I’m not I’m in the studioTruly broke never growing up call me RufioMelody music maker, reading all the papersThey say I’m up and coming like I’m fucking inAn elevatorCos you need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youAt all you need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youYou need me man I don’t need youAt all you need meMan, I don’t need you