you need me, i don't need you

now i'm in town

break it down

thinking of making a new sound

playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd

that's you now

ciao

seems that life is great now

see me lose focus

as i sing to you loud

and i can't

no

i won't hush

i'll say the words that make you blush

i'm gonna sing this now

see

i'm true

my songs are where my heart is

i'm like glue

i stick to other artists

i'm not you

now that would be disastrous

let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures

see

i'm real

i do it all

it's all me

i'm not fake

don't ever call me lazy

i won't stay put

give me the chance to be free

suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me

'cause you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you at all

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you at all

you need me

i sing and write my own tune and i write my own verse

hell

don't need another word-smith to make my tune sell. call yourself a singer-writer. you're just bluffing

name's on the credits and you didn't write nothing

i sing fast

i know that all my shit's cool

i will blast and i didn't go to brit school

i came fast with the way i act

right

i can't last if i'm smoking on a crack pipe

and i won't be a product of my genre

my mind will always be stronger than my songs are

never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya

always read the stories that you hear on wikipedia

and musically i'm demonstrating

when i perform live

feels like i am meditating

times at the enterprise when some fella filmed me

'a young singer-writer like gabriella cilmi'

'cause you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

at all

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

'cause with the lyrics i'll be aiming it right

i won't stop 'til my name's in lights

at stadium heights with damien rice

on red carpets

now i'm on arabian nights

because i'm young i know my brother's gonna give me advice

long-nighter

short height

and i gone hyper

never be anything but a singer-songwriter

the game's over but now i'm on a new level

watch how i step on the track without a loop pedal

'cause people think that i'm bound to blow up

i've done around about a thousand shows

but i haven't got a house

plus i live on the couch

so you believe the lyrics when i'm singing them out

wow

from day one i've been prepared

with vo5 wax for my ginger hair

so now i'm back to the sofa

giving a dose of what the future holds

'cause it's another day plus

i'll keep my last name forever

keep the genre pretty basic

gonna be breaking into other people's tunes when i chase it

and replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift

into another rapper's shoes using new laces

i'm selling cds from my rucksack aiming for the papers

selling cds from my rucksack aiming for the majors

nationwide tour with just jack

still had to get the bus back

clean cut kid without a razor for the mustache

i hit back when the pen hurts me

i'm still a choir boy in a fenchurch tee

i'm still the same as a year ago

but more people hear me though

according to the myspace and youtube videos

i'm always doing shows

if i'm not

i'm in the studio

truly broke

never growing up

call me ruffio

melody music maker

reading all the papers

they say i'm up and coming like i'm fucking in an elevator

'cause you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

at all

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

at all

you need me

still got a rucksack for the old clothes

i rap with the cold flows

i'm back with the old jokes

in fact you don't know

on tracks i throw blows to make my punchlines relevant

if you can't keep up you'll get none

you're celibate

man

flows developing

skin lacks the melanin

give me a shot of adrenaline and i get it in

i do it for the hell of it

'cause ever since i hit the mainstream with the a team

i seem to sell a bit

i took what held me back with the women

and then i packaged the image

put in some content

and then i sold it back as a gimmick

the fact is this

i'll end up dating actresses

wake up on dirty mattresses

i think i need to practice this

but i make shit happen

call me a laxative

world's on my shoulders

i don't even know what atlas is

hard part's sharp like a cactus is

i'm back to rapping back to back

'cause i've been practicing

i'm back to sing this

'cause you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

at all

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

you need me

man

i don't need you

at all

you need me

man

i don't need you