[ Featuring Tony Bones The Producer ]
Thank you, first of all
For joining me
I suppose my first question would be
How'd you get to be so lucky
How'd you get to be so lucky
How'd you get to be so lucky
How'd you get to be so lucky
Yeah
I know you're second guessing me
Like has he still got the weaponry
Coz no one gets to keep integrity
Essentially they all lose it eventually
Let me set the scene
I'm perennially spruced up, evergreen
When I'm dead and these words live instead of me
Never let it be said
It was any less than a shelling spree
Positive energy
Coursing through my veins
Like I'm born again
And found a healthy outlet for the pain
And bruv this rap shit
Is not the same as Rock n Roll
Once you pass twenty-eight
You're just proper old
And I get it bro I know just what it is
It's a culture for the kids but a culture that I lived
So why should I give it up
I'd rather do my thing and live it up
And try my hardest not to give a f*ck
How'd you get to be so lucky
How'd you get to be so lucky
How'd you get to be so lucky
How'd you get to be so lucky
I ain't having that
This is my habitat
Pure lyricist man, I used to clash for cash
And it weren't about lucky or unlucky
I was born with a tongue
To make a muppet turn duppy
Couple years, took it up a gear
And then some
And became the puppeteer like Henson
Behind some of your favourite lines
Actually surprised
Can't name the act coz I'm contractually obliged
I ain't just appear overnight
I had to grind
Overlooked, undermined
Fam I had some madder times
Thank God I had a bag of rhymes
And the stamina to manage
The stack of summits I had to climb
The game changed
I stayed sane and maintained
And never sold my soul
To bring my name fame
Coz I don't want the fame
I know it sound funny
Want enough money not to worry about money
How'd you get to be so lucky
How'd you get to be so lucky
How'd you get to be so lucky
How'd you get to be so lucky
Okay
Mate
Way before I did Lorraine
All my thoughts were in the game
I was born to entertain
Write a chorus on the train to a beat on the Jubilee
Go perform at little raves might do for free
Selling music hand to hand, physical copy
Late night studio time, I'd kip in the lobby
Fake leather couch, fake leather jacket for a pillow
Prolly an industrial estate, real shithole
No longer a boy, not a man yet, Kidult
Grind time, self-belief you see the result
But I'm the product of an era when you never did
Other than So Solid nobody was getting it
The rest of us? We were crabs in a bucket
Doomed to the same fate, we have to discuss it
Envious of what he got he properly too watchy watchy
Too much susususus too much watchy watchy wah
And the talent was horribly under par
A couple bright lights
Probably not a star
Look at if from afar and you don't see the journey
So outside opinions very rarely concern me
Reserve these for the people that I love
And I'm sorry but that isn't you bruv
Interview done
Yeah thanks for having me
Cheers
Oh, uh, okay
Did we get everything we need
How'd you get to be so lucky
How'd you get to be so lucky
How'd you get to be so lucky
