And I'm in heaven
That's what I tell um
I work hard but my wallet ain't swelling
Gotta feeling for the bass
And with grace I'm never quelling
Find a place to leave my lyrics
And with the beat they just fell in
Cos I'm in heaven
Yeah that's what I tell um
I work hard but my wallet ain't swelling
Gotta feeling for the bass
And with grace I'm never quelling
Find a place to leave my lyrics
And with the beat they just fell in
You wanna pop the top
I better crop the crop
To unlock the lock
Spinning on the hands of the clock
I just watch the seeds pop
I want to smoke the lot
I need scrilla man I need gwop
Belly grown bigger than a kilo of pot
Cos I've been smoking a lot
Always tripping to the shop
To top my insulin drop
Cos my cupboards lack stock
So now my stomachs amok
So hungry I could eat rocks... If I wanted
Part stool that's solid
I need to grow some chronic
Isn't that ironic
Balancing plates like tectonics
It's astonishing
The unfavourable luck a plant can bring
To a man just minding his own thing
But as I step I still sing
And I'm in heaven
That's what I tell um
I work hard but my wallet ain't swelling
Gotta feeling for the bass
And with grace I'm never quelling
Find a place to leave my lyrics
And with the beat they just fell in
Cos I'm in heaven
Yeah that's what I tell um
I work hard but my wallet ain't swelling
Gotta feeling for the bass
And with grace I'm never quelling
Find a place to leave my lyrics
And with the beat they just fell in
Cerebral settings
Depiction of my humble dwellings
And my home life
Mellow on the outside
Pleasant to a blind eye
Still pleasant on my dark side
And sometimes I let my illegalities seep out
Is it due to my illegitimate grounds
The foundations my forefathers found for me
But it's not the truth I seek
Do the choices I make run as deep as the DNA
Or do I reap the seeds my parents laid
My parents who are they
Born for three years
Adopted for six
Fostered till nineteen
Yeah but then left the red bricks
Set up sticks in the M46
But couldn't afford the digs
On my apprentice wages
And instead of finding other payments
Set about getting wasted
Molly or Mary on the brain and
My rails broke and crashed the f**g train
But I'd never change up how I came up
Eventually found a way to get unstuck
But the I f**d that up
So I don't talk about it too much
Just let the groove just
Change my brains direction
Redirected
And I'm in heaven
That's what I tell um
I work hard but my wallet ain't swelling
Gotta feeling for the bass
And with grace I'm never quelling
Find a place to leave my lyrics
And with the beat they just fell in
Cos I'm in heaven
Yeah that's what I tell um
I work hard but my wallet ain't swelling
Gotta feeling for the bass
And with grace I'm never quelling
Find a place to leave my lyrics
And with the beat they just fell in
And as the neurones redirect
At the synaptic intersection
Think that's the best thing
Forever testing
As I strive to be the king in my own life
And bring peace back to my minds eye
And let my pride wash out with the tide
And as it glides back
It brings my fight back
Heavy jabs and a long reach
Could be the making of a beast please
I'll hit you in the peck crease
And smash your sternum to pieces
And it'd be a breeze
But I play for peace
And not the wrong side of jury week
Make that a plural
As it speaks for the masses
And ponder on that
As I inhale extra gasses
And I'm in heaven
That's what I tell um
I work hard but my wallet ain't swelling
Gotta feeling for the bass
And with grace I'm never quelling
Find a place to leave my lyrics
And with the beat they just fell in
Cos I'm in heaven
Yeah that's what I tell um
I work hard but my wallet ain't swelling
Gotta feeling for the bass
And with grace I'm never quelling
Find a place to leave my lyrics
And with the beat they just fell in
