Lyrics sounds from the SE - Jcmalan

Stupid clueless trying to see what your truth is
Snapback man the cap and lies too ruthless
Carry on with the chat and you'll be resting in some tulips

Life ain't rosey but this pavement stays red
Nitties on my right with the shotters to the left
Scores in the gob it ain't even a shock it's on your blocks

Decisions further your life closer to the box
Like it's fast forward on the clocks
Your time awaits I'm saying think wisely
We all got to go so stay smiling

Decisions write your timing on this spinning ball we call Earth live the ritual
Wise fella like I've seen it all with or without like spectacles
If I make it big then I'll expect her call

But now it's no time to waste I've got to get it all
I got to chase before my life takes the fall
Free spirit I'm vibrant and I'm flavourful

Stay humble welcome to the jungle
Step together like a bundle royal fucking rumble
WWE money in the bank swimming or you sank

Crabs in the bucket don't fluff it keep the tank loaded
Go get the bread and focus cleanse all of your omens

Get that sickness out your soul
I'm on my Kenny on my Cole
I just got to let you know
Dark days ain't forever there comes a leprechaun

Pot of gold hold the riches close to home
Waterfalls and pebble stones in the future like it's chrome
Living off my gold till I'm old grey and withered away

We got to get to work today I need the pay I need the money house
Brothers playing some Mickey Mouse
Moving funny said I'll kick you out

Man move weird and chat to snout
Can't always suss them out lessons learnt you cut them out
Cut them off like Van Gogh paint over the canvas

Use the bandage for the song keep calm and I carry on
The strally long and loaded kingpin with bars and vocals
If I could I'd wipe out socials it's bred some fucking omens

Low confidence and an anxious society
High and mighty behind the internet shallow minded intellects
Doing it for the virtuals I got no respect

Dissect and analyse all these fucking girls and guys
That do it for the likes with their smiles in their picks whilst they're anxious and terrified

One day this preacher will be televised
Till then you've got to peel your eyes
Lighters to the skies burn one for the comrades
Swing the spliff to the lyrics I get the song waved

Right or the wrong way I get paid
Sticky green and paper chase
Throws me back to Tiger Tape
Learning flows to try escape

Club penguin and Runescape
Rip to Dumille
Soothing grey skies are needed in the absence of the blue
Sounds from the south east two

Jack or JC from the blue
Puff on my zoot green is my number
On the corner like muller turn your day duller

Jump off that cranium like I'm the Italian plumber
I'm Mario or Luigi life ain't Bowser when it's peachy
Hit it louder bang the ceiling with this princess that I'm feeling

I'm doing spring cleaning my soul's redeeming
Life like Vin Diesel hits fast now I'm furious
Wondering pondering curious flying like a stewardess

Life's a gamble say who it bless?
Sounds from the fucking south east two
Jack or JC from the blue puff on my zoot green is my number
On the corner like muller turn your fucking day duller

Jump off that cranium like thee Italian plumber
I stayed wavy for three years modelled my market it's been tears

Made an EP off nine beers out with friends and my peers
All started when the yak hit the belly and we said cheers
I don't have no fears because I could die at any moment

Serotonin adrenaline medicine the component
I ain't closed I'm open this just one curtain close of many
The problem solver JC Smith and Wesson loaded heavy

End of Model Market close the chapter send it beddy
I could go on these beats all day that's fact I keep it Shelly
Like Stan's sister catch a blister life's a game of twister

Step a foot wrong and it's over bridges burned and broken
Inflamed and swollen if we link like semi colon
IQ come like a dolphin stay wavy in these waters

Turning gassed pricks to corpses
Slowly plot like a tortoise win the race so gorgeous
Stepping oh so lawless this yak make me brainless

In the ends with clips and stainless new faces for the papers
Watch from a distance and capture glimpse of the madness
Blood up on the canvas ketchup in the streets

Forensics using sheets it's peak
Step in silence and hush the beak hills are steep so step correct
Before this life just press eject in the net the latest catch rob you of your cabbage patch

Latest batch finest crop Holy Mary pray to god
Sailing off and hold these tapes take my flowers and bake the cakes
Kill the snakes and climb the ladders

Touch the glass and pree the shatters
Ice is thin for you or him go consult the next of kin
Wap or ching whatever the thing the ends remain cursed

Sounds from the south east Model Market three in the hearse and then the dirt
You're either full of life or full of worms

I said I'd step a thousand miles and my tank won't leak
Speak a thousand rhymes and my tank ain't empty
I said I'd step a thousand miles and my tank won't leak
Speak a thousand rhymes and my tank ain't empty man it's JC

Sounds from the south east words from a diary
Bad one give me Headie like Irving no Kyrie
Everything crisp JC got the rhythm and stylie

You man are talkers entirely off your nut like Wiley
One date is all I need now she can't get me out her head like Kylie
I'm a boss with the old school and one with the new school

Diluted my pupils when life gave me stress
My tree's they stay rooted puffing out stress
My dream's were lucid should've been sucking on breast

London's a jungle and I'm beating my chest
Thought I was joker when I stepped through like Arthur
Delivering the har har's putting smiles on faces

Leave them red faced like strawberry laces
One of a kind not one of one not one of many
Say JC three times and I'll appear like Bloody Mary

My mind stay dangerous my intentions scary
My pen stay inked for any man that's larry