[Chorus: Roots Manuva] [singing]



Collosal Insight (Collosal, man)

Invites the soul (Inviting of the soapbox)

Sturdy after good food (More sturdy)

Collosal Insight (Collosal!)

Invites the soul (Inviting thy soul)

Sturdy after good food



[Verse 1]

Gracious Lord, my mega oh mighty!

I know I been slightly, out your path

Feelin' the cold draft,of the bleek winter

Splinters in my soul, I'm out of control

and I know, that I should cut down this drinkin'

Too many late nights and, wayward thinkin'

Compellin' a man to plan to shennanigans

The boy in me out and I got to be the man again

'cause I didn't rhyme to get me rich

but I'm a scally, two two's you'll find I switch

Hurt and pain made me, nothin' came to save me

I walk with disaster, prefer to be plastered

'times my master don't ask me for jack turd

all I owns is my balls and my word

No-body heard'a me, 'cause I'm a new man

I got this new plan, to get these new grams



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[Verse 2]

People call my name like, it's some kinda game like

I ain't got no fame like, I'm just the same type

Shoutin' out vain lights - "Move ya lurgy"

I'm far too nervy, observin' this world

Who the? Where the? What the? How the?

Media 'ores keep, shovellin' powder

It's nothin' to be proud of, but stuff goes on

Perceptions change, wrong's right an' right's wrong

Hoopla-hooblahing, devil keeps snarlin'

Bite-bites and it's sellin' more more more

This could well'a be my, last LP

I've had a good run, I've made a few G's

I've had a bag of fun, I've smoked a few trees

Now I wanna rest my, knobbly knees

All in all I been feelin' the pinch

and those bourgeois blacks have been far from convinced

but, I don't give a damn about UK rap

I'm a UK black makin' UK tracks

and, I got love for everyone of them scenes

and them pigeon-holes were never nothin' to hold me



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