I will dominate this game, in my own messed up way
A single sentence will place concern in your brain
I’m learning in ways and it’s certain your amazed
Every word i drop’s hot; like the burning of flames
Hate me or admire me; my flow is still on fire G
I’m a fucking madman; you can check my diary
There is not a name that could take my prize
Every bar i spit's true; check my eyes; no lies!
Sometimes i look at life and wonder how I’m coping
For every door i shut; there’s another window open
At first i thought i see, but I’m not sure what i saw
Cause when i try to focus, its seems to turn obscure
I feel as strong as Pluto, no help without no glucose
I feel to blame someone, but i don’t know who though
I soak into your mind, like water doest to gravel
I stick inside your mind, like skin to a tattoo
Try to fuck me over; cuzzie i will smash you
Up dash you, take my jewels and i will fucking stab you
Friend will soon insult us, I stick tight like a cult does
Take your money from you like a fucking toll bruv
I am my own defender; clash me i will end you
Check my sessions with my mentor;
Music’s what I’m meant for...
I had to tell man “change your mood quick”
Cah a dude got rude had a mood switch
Told me “hold up blood you best move quick”
I told him “don’t even try it fam I’m too sick!”
I had to make my own way, that’s why i shot weed
I got raised up the hard way; don’t hesitate to pop G’s
I rep my own crews, get back or you’ve got beef
Hold tight the black & purple like i cotch with swat team
People look at me like, clarkys got a messed mind
Man are just vexed cause clarkys got the best lines
See me in the street like clarkys got them blessed eyes
I’m always on a blaze, cause clarkys never stressed high
I vex guys, wreck mics, mic check 1 2
1 2 check mic, no next wet rhymes
Check out clarky he’s so fresh right
Fresh creps, blessed sex, clarkys the best like
I can’t tell right from wrong, yet I’m a fucking don
Find me in the street or in the studio I got
If not check connections, teaching youths lessons
About how to bar on a beat with perfection
Make no exceptions, clarkys got an obsession
I’ll steal anything in sight, hold tight your possessions!
Let’s go, Tesco, Clarkys a klepto
Police shout my name “golf alpha golf echo”....
I sneak out late at night, just to go bun cess
Dun’kno, i know, this brings me no success
Mumzies going mad again, “gage why your eyes red?”
I swear I’m just tired; ‘Ed’, that’s why my eyes are red
Plus I’m kind of hungry, im’a munch then I’m off to bed
Lame excuses never work; fuck it, mum I’m wrecked
I bunned a couple ten bags cause I’m so damn stressed...
Diary of a madman, read what i get up to
And if you don’t like it? Cuzzie fuck you