Proud

So it's nearly time for me to go

But i want to thank you for being here

It's been a pleasure

I mean that truly

And now i'm going to do a convoluted tune

A composition that i'm particularly proud of

Never been a fellow to be down with the gs

Hardly ever collect felonies out on the street

My criminal record took minimal effort

To scribble and get all it down on a sheet

Me, i can do without the police

See, i'm a dude renowned to be tedious

No pissing about, i'm serious

I really just sit around on a seat

Read a book, put it down, have a wee

'til i feel i've had enough then i slouch in my pjs

These days when i'm counting my sheep

It takes me ages drowsing to sleep

Feel i'm thousands of feet out of my league

Like a floundering dinghy down in the deep

People shouting at me i'm not allowed on a beat

But there's four times more that'll tell me i'm sweet

I found my release when i bought me a mic

And recorded a tight lyric down on a beat

With the sound so loud that the speakers

Melt with the heat cos i'm dan to the b

One, two, i'm counting to three

Then i want you, to bounce to the beat

From the north to the west to the south to the east

We can all get well rowdy

I oughtn't lie, i mean demographically

There's a hypothesis i support:

That i am the more priviliged in all of society

Quite unlike the baller i try and be

I was born in a nice region

And brought up politely

So i was taught to mind my ps and qs

And make way for oaps in queues

I'm a decent dude, peaceful too

But on a beat i speak with lethal truth

This sequel to my debut album's

A way to tell them the good news:

That i'm a middle class kid from the midlands

Less "safe" more like "how you diddling?"

I'm like a polo without the middle in

More whole than the hole to fill it in

Though i'm a bitter kid, just a little bit

Bringing mint lyrics but no-one's listening

But i'm in the zone and i'm coveting the throne

So i'm not gonna give it in, gloves coming off and i'm boxing until i win

Watch when i'm in the ring

Roundhouse my doubts, bopping them in the chin

Plot thickening along with the smoke

But i'm not gonna choke - i've got ventolin

Like when i kicked my bong and it broke

It allowed me the freedom to breathe the air again

And now that i'm clean and the songs that i wrote then

Are out and they're seen i am proud to be me

You could tell when i'd been chilling out with some weed

I couldn't leave the house, you could smell the febreze

Now when i'm out on an evening in town i'm a demon

Downing indecent amounts of ribena

'til i'm down on my knees and in pieces

Weeping shouting "help me, please"

But when i'm having doubts about my belief

I just tell myself that i'm proud to be me

One, two, i'm counting to three

Then i want you, to bounce to the beat

From the north to the west to the south to the east

We can all get well rowdy