People Power

by Kwam MC

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released May 26, 2014

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Kwam MC London, UK

Grime lyric writer and record-onto-tracks-er. Been floating around the underground for a bit, managed to pull off the odd minor achievement here and there. Check me out on here or at grimepedia.co.uk/wiki/Kwam - alternatively Google or YouTube me. Enjoy your visit here! ... more

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Track Name: Intro
Kwam out the Old Street way
Where the sweet mates still wear Russell Athletic
Couple man are fam tree, couple man bred it
Shout to the heads who double man's credit
Living off edge note* a week's not an option
Me I've had grands in the past and I've lost 'em
Now my head's screwed on, Elizabeth's live
That's the best concoction
Saving up to up sticks and bounce
Can't have youts* around pricks and clowns
Still I make grime tunes 'cos I like to
Big up Sean, the man that'll, mix 'em down
Your mind state's a mess blood, fix that now
You can take designer garms to your grave
Furthermore, spend your Ps* how you want
But when your soul departs, they aren't gonna stay
Nowadays man are like "Kwam's on the way"
Said that before now there's actually meaning
Man can't say I can't chat to the deepest
Saying that, you must be trapped in a dream ting
Worst is I don't care who's top selected
You must be angry if you're not respecting
I'm a grown-up and I got grown-up issues
So blood please, stop the testing
See success, I've got to get this
I'm not talking an account with hella P
When I say that I mean building a legacy
Money-driven artist? I'll never be
Let me tell you what I'm gonna keep doing
Putting my views and thoughts across cleverly
I see bare man I know fly past with their hype bars
That's cool, I ain't got jealousy...
I've only ever done my ting
Nowadays I see my name get
Thrown in the mix when man are in-fighting
What makes 'em think man care for the hype ting sorry
I got my mind on the right ting
Using my gift so I can show the truth to the kids
Plus anybody else who'll hear it
I don't just wanna be huge on the bits*
Kwam out the Old Street manor
And I walk under the grime scene banner
But I'm not trapped in the ends or the genre
Time here I don't wanna spend any longer
But being here's all part of the plan
No I don't know anyone harder than I
Just know I'll be away after a time
That time being the time I master my rhymes


*edge note = £50

*youts = children

*Ps = money

*bits = local area
Track Name: War
There's a war going on
Intellectual fire and brimstone
All the focus on money and skin tone
Misdirections I think so, it's known
I ain't the first or last that'll say this
But while we keep battling about who's
Light skin or dark skin time is 'a wasting
I've had it up to here, now I'm impatient
One man can never outsize a nation
Or hold a conversation
In short what I'm saying here is bun* separation
The many are stronger than the one and it's blatant
Don't care whether man are Dutch or Haitian
If she's an African or Australasian
Look at the person you're next to
You're a human, they're a human, that's the relation!
There's a war going on...
There's a war going on
Please don't think it's all a dance and a song
When I look around, I find the evidence strong
Common sense on the road seems to be gone
Everyone's out for themselves, am I wrong?
Wouldn't be a problem if we had balance
Sad thing nowadays is that we haven't
Fuck the American dream, it's a nightmare
Now I see government bringing it right here
Our social framework was a world leader
Now man are pushing the disconnect deeper
You can hear all this and think I'm a preacher
That means your mind's caught fast in a sleeper...
Get your brain out of the tight snare
We've gotta force the system to fight fair!...

No bare knuckles
No putting the poor in more trouble
Most important above all
No person is important above all
Let's adore and endure each other
You can't be the best yourself, you need others
Let's adore and endure each other
I don't want enemies, me I need brothers
I don't want enemies, me I need sisters
No way can I do me against system
From a lone stance, the goal looks distant
I'm gonna need some assistance
We can break down doors if we stay persistent
No long ting I'm insistent
If enough people scream enough man can't miss 'em
At that point they'll have to listen
Then we've gotta ensure what's heard is turned to some action
That's called giving the movement more traction
Not just a pic in the paper with a caption
I'm talking actual tangible change like
Forcing the likes of Starbucks to pay
Not coming here for our bucks to take
Like building actual housing estates
Not cardboard flats that are easy to raze
I wanna see us come out of this phase
We're being taught to move in selfish ways
Sometimes when I say hi to a neighbour
I will get an odd look like I'm a stranger
I'm like what's going on these days?
Are we still fretting about a man's race?
Certain times I wanna scream out "wait!
Stop the world, I'm getting off now, straight!"

There's a war going on
Intellectual fire and brimstone
All the focus on money and skin tone
Misdirections I think so, it's known
I ain't the first or last that'll say this
But while we keep battling about who's
Light skin or dark skin time is 'a wasting
I've had it up to here, now I'm impatient
One man can never outsize a nation
Or hold a conversation
In short what I'm saying here is bun separation
The many are stronger than the one and it's blatant
Don't care whether man are Dutch or Haitian
If she's an African or Australasian
Look at the person you're next to
You're a human, they're a human, that's the relation!
There's a war going on...
There's a war going on
Please don't think it's all a dance and a song
When I look around, I find the evidence strong
Common sense on the road seems to be gone
Everyone's out for themselves, am I wrong?
Wouldn't be a problem if we had balance
Sad thing nowadays is that we haven't
Fuck the American dream, it's a nightmare
Now I see government bringing it right here
Our social framework was a world leader
Now man are pushing the disconnect deeper
You can hear all this and think I'm a preacher
That means your mind's caught fast in a sleeper...
Get your brain out of the tight snare
We've gotta force the system to fight fair!

*bun = reject, disagree with
Track Name: 2011
The year's 2011
Where the masses clean up the mess that a small few made
And MPs remain all too fake
Shutting amenities left right middle
A strange response to an old riddle
Spit on a man's big society, see all of that?
Big boy ginals!*
Taking the mick, more than a little!...
Libraries shut but not enough of us care
It's amazing
It's like man don't know books are amazing
Watching our public services cave in...
It was bound to be this when Cameron and his lot came in
Lining their private sector mates up
With the big contracts
And calling it saving!

Oh 11 where toddlers play shoot 'em ups
And man wanna ask why youts are fucked
In a few years' time I'm due to cut
I ain't bringing up kids here
Boys opening up heads like lids here
No I don't believe my mindset fits here
Burying a child's every parent's big fear
I just thank God that stray shell missed
If not I would have been down one sis
Man think it's a video game inna dis
But this is real life not a level
A human's worth much more than the price of a bezel
Breitling, Roley, Jacobs, whatever one
I don't care if the strap's a pure leather one
And if you believe any different
I believe you must be stood to the right of the devil

The year's 2011
Trust for your fellow man is a myth now
We're squashed together in a big town so it's no shock
We all know the cost if you ever doze off...
Big thanks to the press!
You do a great job raising our stress
If I believed everything I heard from them
I'd kill myself thinking the world was a mess...
Two zero one one
Where your hard-earned money gets less
People are existing under duress
Next people top themselves over their debts
How can you blame 'em?
With the amount of calls they get daily laden with threats
Not to mention all the texts, I've been there
They make you feel as if say you've sinned bare...

It's oh 11, and nobody cares
A man lays hands on his queen in the street
Everybody acts like nobody hears
Somebody help, what is nobody there?
I was on a bus when I saw it occur
Mum's life nobody there said a word
I'll tell you why no one intervened
They're clearly all scared of the things they've heard
It comes like we've lost our nerve
A bag of eyes were just fixed to the kerb
That's when I clocked it's all for ourselves out here
And it wasn't a nice thing to learn
A society of selfish sods
I swear it makes my gut churn
And no these aren't just good words in a verse
Please be aware that it really does turn...

The year's 2011
And we ain't got no respect for the old
I'll tell you now there'll never be a day
Where Mum or Dad just get left in a home
If they shit themselves, I'll clean that
I ain't having either of them getting screamed at
The olders built the world that we're living in now
It's like us younger folk can't see that
Oh eleven where the old are an inconvenience
To be placed to the side
Society ain't got space for their type
Society's like 'this lot are wasting our time
They're taking our room and breathing our air
And times are hard so believe we can't share
That's what it is, so if YOU wanna live
You won't receive a chance here!'

Two thousand and eleven these days
Flats are built to last 10 years tops
All it takes is a change of agenda
Sign a contract, and then they're dropped
These days saving's a myth
When your paycheck mostly goes to renting your plot
Add utilities, bingo! Bye bye money
It stinks like a stench in a bog
So that means we know what it is
It's the reason why we get loans or a bit
What d'you think guys do things on the side for?
With a mentality like "bun the tight laws!"
When all's said it's survival the fight's for
Nobody wants to be left in the race
Nobody wants to be left on their face
With all of that clear we're not resting again

The year's 2011
Some say there's only one year left
Judgement Day paranoia is spreading
I'm glad to say it's not come here yet
I guess you'd only think that way
If you really truly are scared of your death
But I can't live my life living it warily
That's why I leave the fear to the rest...
I keep calm and carry on doing mine
That's the football, the family and grime
The genre lasted all of this time
At times it was dodge, nowadays it's fine
See them three things that I mentioned?
Without them I'd lose all momentum...

*ginals = scam, lie etc
Track Name: My 5 Year Plan
All this chat about planning ahead
If you ask me you're all mad in the head
Stop all the chat about long-term
You're acting like say this ain't God's world
I'm not saying don't have a plan, do bruv
I'm just saying don't rely on it too much
You gotta keep on thinking of new stuff
Who knows when a plan's gonna go pear-shaped?
You don't wanna end up tear-faced
When you got no leg to stand on and you've got bare weight
Telling me you gotta plan ahead, yeah fair play
But it's no use if you stay too rigid
How you gonna have a life and you don't live it?
I hate hearing that, it makes me livid!
Man want an answer to where I'll be in five years
I'm sorry but I'm not gonna give it

How can I say where I'm gonna be in five years
When I don't know if I'll get to the morning?
I live my life a turn of the world at a time
And I'm still not sure of my calling
This tune isn't supposed to be morbid
Still see me with a smile when I'm talking
Despite that, we don't know when it's all done
So I don't waste time when I'm walking

....I just keep on
Putting one foot in front of the other
Trying to be a good first son to my mother
And be there for my father, sister and brothers
That's just one of my plans amongst others
Don't come around me trying to play silly buggers
If I say I'm gonna be in this place at that time and it flops
Believe me, that WILL be a bunner*
And I ain't talking no weed man
Yeah it might sound like gas when I say I don't need plans
But I really don't, they're just there
I can't hear man telling me I must care
Won't find anybody making a fuss here
We're just doing our ting dot com
I'm not hyping the steeds* up any more
Last time I did, the ting got long

How can I say where I'm gonna be in five years
When I don't know if I'll get to the morning?
I live my life a turn of the world at a time
And I'm still not sure of my calling
This tune isn't supposed to be morbid
Still see me with a smile when I'm talking
Despite that, we don't know when it's all done
So I don't waste time when I'm walking

No I can't say where I'll be when I'm 30
At the minute I'm too busy laughing
Go and come back and I'll still be on a calm ting
But don't mistake my calm for skylarking
Don't think that I live life by chancing
My mate would say I'm on point if you ask him
You probably think I'm starved of success, not really
This whole time I've been fasting
Eating at times when a man couldn't see
Not focused on anybody else but me
There's a thousand ways of living in London
I'm not stressed if I don't break in the scene
I got a good frame and a good brain so I'm okay
I'm gonna be someone either way
When it's gonna happen I don't need to say
Furthermore, I can't anyway

How can I say where I'm gonna be in five years
When I don't know if I'll get to the morning?
I live my life a turn of the world at a time
And I'm still not sure of my calling
This tune isn't supposed to be morbid
Still see me with a smile when I'm talking
Despite that, we don't know when it's all done
So I don't waste time when I'm walking
How can I say where I'm gonna be in five years
When I don't know if I'll get to the morning?
I live my life a turn of the world at a time
And I'm still not sure of my calling
This tune isn't supposed to be morbid
Still see me with a smile when I'm talking
Despite that, we don't know when it's all done
So I don't waste time when I'm walking

*bunner = disappointment

*steeds = plans
Track Name: A Grand Don't Come For Free
So many people are scared of a graft
What d'you mean you don't wanna work hard?
How are you meant to have it all? Have a laugh
It's about time I took you to task
Can't be a boss if you ain't in charge
Can't be in charge if you don't wanna grind
Summink* for nuffink?* You're out of your mind
That might be your view, it's sure not mine
Next man are screaming they wanna take over
Ain't got a clue that they gotta take time
Hit a little problem and jump on Twitter
Not trying to solve it they just wanna whine
Carry on sending out tweets online
That's not gonna do shit for your spine
Watch when the whole world leaves you behind
I say that 'coz I'm being cruel to be kind
Can't see that well I'm sorry you're blind
Or you don't wanna open your eyes
You won't succeed if you don't wanna try
None of those words are a lie
Can't sit down if you wanna climb high!
If you're on the same time join the ascent
No way do I wanna be 'ere and then die
If you ask me that's a waste of a life
A waste of a cycle we don't get twice
See a lot of people with chip on their shoulder
And palm stretched out and I know just why
They've had the will squeezed out of their lives
Messages contradict all the time
Telling us to be one of a million odd guys
A structure in place to reduce our drive
Never get sucked in while you're alive!

These kids want the world without lifting a digit
They see hard work and they fidget
A grand don't come for free so get with it
A grand don't come for free so get with it
These kids want the world without lifting a digit
They see hard work and they fidget
A grand don't come for free so get with it
A grand don't come for free so get with it
Man want it all but they don't wanna stretch their limits
Too wrapped up in their gimmicks
A grand don't come for free so get with it
A grand don't come for free so get with it
If your head's screwed on you don't wanna waste time chilling
You could well end up finished
A grand don't come for free so get with it
A grand don't come for free so get with it

These kids want the world without starting a journey
They wanna reap rewards early
Mention work, their faces turn surly
Like they're saying "serve me, I'm a ledge*"
So I'm thinking rah, what kind of ledge?
What, self-appointed? That's kinda dead
Your head needs rest, go find your bed
Believe me you were not born worthy
I saw Respect on the road, I asked her
"How do I get you?" She replied "Earn me
You're on the right path, it'll get curvy
Any time it does, keep your belief sturdy."
I said "Is that so?" A next voice said "Yes!"
Turned round trying to see who to address
She saw my face and said "Don't be alarmed
You don't know me yet; I'm Success
We see how you're going through Strain and Stress
Like Bereavement, they're awful places
We wanted to show you our faces
And remind you keep on chasing"
Respect spoke again, she said
"Believe me, when you get where you're going it's amazing
Keep focused till you arrive, when you're there
You'll have all the time for any gazing!"
So if you don't really wanna stretch your limits
You stay in that trap you made
I don't wanna follow suit, that's too waste
If you want a bit of that, that's you slain
Think you're the one to impress with a few minutes' work?
Get out of here, that's Usain!
Your first step can't be in the fast lane
If you hear what I'm saying let's scream it again

These kids want the world without lifting a digit
They see hard work and they fidget
A grand don't come for free so get with it
A grand don't come for free so get with it
These kids want the world without lifting a digit
They see hard work and they fidget
A grand don't come for free so get with it
A grand don't come for free so get with it
Man want it all but they don't wanna stretch their limits
Too wrapped up in their gimmicks
A grand don't come for free so get with it
A grand don't come for free so get with it
If your head's screwed on you don't wanna waste time chilling
You could well end up finished
A grand don't come for free so get with it
A grand don't come for free so get with it

*summink = something

*nuffink = nothing

*ledge = legend
Track Name: I Quit
....
And I'm only on a part-time contract
But it's like I'm in a constant combat
For the rest of my free moments
"No overtime please!" I was quite cogent
Never left anyone in doubt when I told 'em..
I guess nobody cared
Or it went in the first then out the other ear..
To cut a long story short, that's why I'm 'ere
Today I'm on a 10 till 10
This lot have given me jip* since the get-go
And I've gotta put up with them till then
Five hours left and I'm already spent
But if I take off then I can't pay rent
Not worth making a fuss to be fair
Gimme one minute, I gotta refill the pens...
...
Yeah I know nowaday's a job's a job
But these employers have all lost the plot
Man are saying "make work pay" but it's not
I don't think anybody's asking a lot
Me now I don't need more money
But in light of the fact I'm not a dummy
I do hope mine will stop going on funny...
That's why I get vexed
These pricks never wanna stick to the text
I know they want us all to have flex
But they got me in a mix like say I'm on decks
Coming in work like "rah what's next?
Robbing the poor again? Yeah, I bet!"
And I shouldn't feel bad I guess
It's not my hand pushing them into debt

You know what that's it
I've had it up to here with this shit!
Can't take all the treachery, it properly gets to me
I may as well work with the CIDs!
These products are harmful
Without the proper instruction and guidance
Instead Coral, Paddy and the rest
Show a million deals to the public and blind 'em!
You know what that's it
I've had it up to here so I quit!
Can't take all the treachery, it properly gets to me
I may as well work with the CIDs!
These products are harmful
Without the proper instruction and guidance
Instead Coral, Paddy and the rest
Show a million deals to the public and blind 'em!

Quit my job...yeah right
I was back in the very next night
Blame it on Errol he got me too hype
My pockets are way too light
Anyway it's normally quiet of an evening
There aren't any more UK meetings
No stress, long as we don't get any chiefs* in
One sec, how much on the machine?
You want 600 on the machine?
But you only just now did 450
You could say the man's quite keen
Or you could say somebody sold him a dream
Those machines are way worse than they seem
You can do a few bags in alarming speed
I'm only gonna say the following once
I could keep quiet but I think that's mean
Don't put money in the machines to try and make money
The companies use machines to make money
Odds and payouts are all controlled
They end up getting in sacks full of dough
Is it all random? I'm telling you no
I've got a financial figure sheet in my home..
Which clearly shows
How low this lot have sunk with the con
I can't be part of these lies it's wrong
I can't be part of this crime, I'm gone
My morals are way too strong
To accept the stench of the pong
I never said I'd be 'ere for ten years but
Even another day in this job's long
While I'm 'ere there's not a thing to be proud of
Selling people stuff they don't really want

You know what that's it
I've had it up to here with this shit!
Can't take all the treachery, it properly gets to me
I may as well work with the CIDs!
These products are harmful
Without the proper instruction and guidance
Instead Coral, Paddy and the rest
Show a million deals to the public and blind 'em!
You know what that's it
I've had it up to here so I quit!
Can't take all the treachery, it properly gets to me
I may as well work with the CIDs!
These products are harmful
Without the proper instruction and guidance
Instead Coral, Paddy and the rest
Show a million deals to the public and blind 'em!

*jip = aggravation, headache etc

*chiefs = idiots
Track Name: Stop Doing Grime
Went to my mum's, with a few clothes
Into the wash I was gonna put those
I unball* my socks, wrinkle my nose
Mum steps in, tension grows
"Wo ye adjuma?"* She already knows
That I'll reply to that telling her no
It's bait that she's gonna ask about my grime music
On her face and her hands it shows
"All this music, where can it go?"
I turned round and said "Right to the top."
She said "I'm glad you think that
Big fact is it might flop, like it or not
Kwabena*, go and start finding a job!"
I grinned and put more clothes in the drum
I know she weren't writing me off
She just ain't sure if the dough's gonna come
I ain't gonna lie to you most would have run
Into a job or to uni instead
Now I'm trying to do a lot with a true team
Bringing CDs with a plot plus a routine
Other folk round me have not got a Scooby!*
It's like they think I've simply gotta
Click my fingers and my heels and then it's all gonna start
All around me and they all wanna ask

You still do grime? That's a joke
What's the point? It's not gonna blow
Forget the grime game, it's more than quite lame
You're just a fella on a sinking boat
All these years and you're still there broke
You MCs are the weirdest folk
Why would you tell yourself it's gonna swell your wealth
To do grime when it's clear it won't?

"Don't do grime, don't do grime
Don't be a fool, you're wasting your time!"
I tell the voice in my head "Look, shut it
I won't just quit - I'm not a muppet
The day I stop doing tings that I believe in
Will be the same day I kick the bucket
I'm on my own one, me I won't follow no one
Know why? I'm not a puppet!"
Arsenal on ESPN, classic
Lifting a trophy aloft, 'ave it!
Shame they can't do the same these days
Oh look here's my bro, let's start chatting..
So he's telling me about some party
Apparently a few heads were saying malarkey*
Licking off cheap shots, trying to par me
It did jar* me I can't lie
Reason being I knew these in a past time
Now they're trying to take the piss out my pastime
I say pastime, really it's a hard grind
F them girls there though, I shan't cry
I heard they told him "Chat sense to your brother!
'Coz he must be hurting your mother"
And he said when he said the genre
They were all gasping in shock and asking one another

He still does grime? That's a joke
What's the point? It's not gonna blow
He should forget the grime game, it's more than quite lame
He's just a fella on a sinking boat
All these years and he's still there broke
Those MCs are the weirdest folk
Why would he tell yourself it's gonna swell his wealth
To do grime when it's clear it won't?

There's one young lady, we get along well
Every so often man give her a bell
Bust joke and have a whale of a time
Till we start talking footy or grime
I'm a Gooner, she's a Yid*
So we might as well say it like this then
I'm a genius, she's a divv*
I'm always telling her her team reeks of shit
Anyway thing, yeah, grime
She must have seen one two of my vids
Now she keeps saying I'm stuck in '06
There's times I feel to punch her in the tits
She's like "Grime's had about two hits!"
I'm like "Bruv, who gives a shit?"
"Clearly everybody else but you
Because you are, a big fat git!"
She takes the piss, but it's all bants*
I'm not mad, I know I'm not pants*
On the Twitter page yeah you might see rants
Pay them no attention - like Mancs*
You know what I tell her when she tells me grime's dead?
"Is it? You think? Nice one, thanks"
I could buy an XL pizza if I earned a pound
For any time she's ever asked me

You still do grime? That's a joke
What's the point? It's not gonna blow
Forget the grime game, it's more than quite lame
You're just a fella on a sinking boat
All these years and you're still there broke
You MCs are the weirdest folk
Why would you tell yourself it's gonna swell your wealth
To do grime when it's clear it won't?

*unball = separate

*Wo ye adjuma? = Twi for 'are you working?' (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Akan_language)

*Kwabena = my Ghanaian name (see link above) which means 'boy born on Tuesday'

*Scooby = clue (from Cockney rhyming slang, Scooby Doo = clue)

*malarkey = meaningless talk, nonsense

*jar = annoy

*Yid = Tottenham fan (don't give me grief, I know, I wouldn't write that bar like that now, I recorded this track 3 years ago, I was a bit more ignorant then)

*divv = idiot

*bants = banter, playful teasing

*pants = rubbish

*Mancs = supporters of Manchester United football club
Track Name: Emm You Pee
Yo! Who's me?
You're over late, I'm Kwam MC!
Big black brudda with the bars and cheek!
The one that don't live for stars and P
Man hear my flows, there's bare rahs and screams
Now them man are like "Nah, restart that please"
I never ever say too much I'm a tease!
Yeah I keep my shit tight like Vs!*
And I don't rate many other MCs
Look at them same way I look at McD's...
I ain't got time for these
These little twats don't come to my knees
Tell a man don't lemme call time on your lease!
Before you get dumped out on the streets
Don't you know that I'm the Emm You Pee*?
Blood you're pissed if you and I meet, you and I meet!

It's me!
Forget the N U T!
Address me as the M U P
I don't wanna hear anybody say who's he!
What d'you mean? It's me!
Forget the N U T!
Address me as the M U P
I don't wanna hear anybody say who's he! Who's he?
It's me! (me)
Forget the N U T! (T)
Address me as the M U P
I don't wanna hear anybody say who's he!
What d'you mean? It's me! (me!!)
Forget the N U T! (T!!)
Address me as the M U P
I don't wanna hear anybody say who's he!

"Reh keh keh, blah blah blah
You're saying you're Kwam, I don't know who you are"..
I've had them kinda pars
But it's never stopped man doing it large
Watch it all change when I make my mark
I'll probably have man trying to eat my farts
Acting hysterical like young tarts
Getting all gassed up when I come past
It won't make me happs* though, I got class
Truth be told I got a much bigger task and at
These times I ain't even done half
Gotta keep my eyes fixed on my path
When I do land I'll blow the Richter apart
Make man a man look shit for a laugh
All in a day's work none of it's hard
Who told a man I'd be scared of a bark?

It's me!
Forget the N U T!
Address me as the M U P
I don't wanna hear anybody say who's he!
What d'you mean? It's me!
Forget the N U T!
Address me as the M U P
I don't wanna hear anybody say who's he! Who's he?
It's me! (me)
Forget the N U T! (T)
Address me as the M U P
I don't wanna hear anybody say who's he!
What d'you mean? It's me! (me!!)
Forget the N U T! (T!!)
Address me as the M U P
I don't wanna hear anybody say who's he!

Might see me!
With a weird face on my white tee!
Got lined up by the Ardwear team
Man done a good job, it was well worth the P!
Might see me! IC3!*
Letting off bars with the Alien team!
Won't hear anybody here say "Reem!"*
Us lot are men, leave that for the teens
Us lot are men, leave that for the neeks
Don't bring that around M U Ps
Hold a box, it might send you sleep
Your flows are washed, it don't let loose heat
Real talk your mates are gonna get you beat
Can't eat with us, we never set you seats
Still man say they don't know about me!
I gotta educate the next who speaks on who I be!

It's me!
Forget the N U T!
Address me as the M U P
I don't wanna hear anybody say who's he!
What d'you mean? It's me!
Forget the N U T!
Address me as the M U P
I don't wanna hear anybody say who's he! Who's he?
It's me! (me)
Forget the N U T! (T)
Address me as the M U P
I don't wanna hear anybody say who's he!
What d'you mean? It's me! (me!!)
Forget the N U T! (T!!)
Address me as the M U P
I don't wanna hear anybody say who's he!
Man are like "who's he?
Who's he? Who's he? Who's he?"
It's Kwam MC!
That's me! That's me! That's me!
Man are like "who's he?
Who's he? Who's he? Who's he?"
It's Kwam MC!
That's me! That's me! That's me!
Man are like "who's he?
Who's he? Who's he? Who's he?"
It's Kwam MC!
That's me! That's me! That's me!
Man are like "who's he?
Who's he? Who's he? Who's he?"
It's Kwam MC!
That's me! That's me! That's me!

*Vs = virgins

*Emm You Pee = most underrated player

*happs = happy

*IC3 = UK police identification code for 'black male'

*"Reem!" = lamentable slang word popularised by equally if not more lamentable well-known UK TV series (which shall remain nameless here)
Track Name: Believe
Tomorrow ain't promised
Why wait for a next day to be on it?
Jump on your grind in whatever it may be
You don't wanna waste any time saying maybe...
Tomorrow ain't given
Why wait for a next day to be driven?
You know you're too good to be hidden
So stop killing hours, you aren't in a prison!
Tomorrow ain't granted
So don't look past it
You can use today to work out what the task is
It'll help when you're grafting...
You're gonna meet doubting Toms on the way
Smile when they're laughing!
It's all part of the path that you're crafting
Hear what a next man said when they asked him, he told them

I ain't gonna be another hard luck story
You can't ignore me...
And I could ask for a chance but I'd rather take it
I won't rep myself poorly!
I ain't gonna be another should have been someone
It's about more than a lump sum...
I wanna play a part in the present and future
And not get lost in the humdrum!

And I didn't think of that chorus first
There's others who are far better versed
They'll tell you without work you'll be cursed
With a mediocrity you'll take to your hearse
Carried off without a mark on the earth
I'm not sure what could be worse, like
Ain't we all got a worth?
Living a life just to die when you're dead seems kinda perverse!..
I ain't gonna be a man who didn't quite get there
That's why you won't see me rest here
And yeah it's true that I've slowed to a walk
Truth is, that's only so we can talk
If my counterparts are the reds in the pack
Then I must be the brown in the baulk
Since I was young I've had that same thought
Lemme just say what I'm saying in short

I ain't gonna be another hard luck story
You can't ignore me...
And I could ask for a chance but I'd rather take it
I won't rep myself poorly!
I ain't gonna be another should have been someone
It's about more than a lump sum...
I wanna play a part in the present and future
And not get lost in the humdrum!

If you're gonna be another hard luck story
You can go ahead and ignore me
After all, what do I know surely?
This could all be one big porkie*
I could be trying to mislead you
I could well be doing a misdeed
On the other hand I could be giving out
Good solid advice, so take it, it's free..
Come again, what's that? You're gonna be a didn't quite get there?
No sweat, grab a deckchair
I'll walk on in the rain and the cold
And come out of the other side shaking my wet hair
Now I've got no doubt I can rep here
I was in darkness, never saw death there
I got my best years coming up, how do I know that?
To the same statement I go back

I ain't gonna be another hard luck story
You can't ignore me...
And I could ask for a chance but I'd rather take it
I won't rep myself poorly!
I ain't gonna be another should have been someone
It's about more than a lump sum...
I wanna play a part in the present and future
And not get lost in the humdrum!

Hail the creators of hard luck stories..
Fuck the Tories!
In the same breath, let me say fuck Labour
The lies they sold a nation were brazen
In sixth form they came and sold us a wheeze
At that time they'd already cheapened degrees
Now they wanna bill the cost to kids who are teens?
It's all obscene!
I hear what they're saying, they must cut deep
But a scratch to the well off would make poor bleed
Man are making calls on things they've not seen
I may as well give hair tips to the Queen!..
Is that not dumb?
These times brown nose George* ain't been to the slums
Yet he's allowed to call the residents scum?
Fuck that, I'm a start bursting my lungs yelling out

I ain't gonna be another hard luck story
You can't ignore me...
And I could ask for a chance but I'd rather take it
I won't rep myself poorly!
I ain't gonna be another should have been someone
It's about more than a lump sum...
I wanna play a part in the present and future
And not get lost in the humdrum!

*porkie = lie

*brown nose George = Chancellor of the Exchequer in the United Kingdom, George Osborne ('Brown nose' is a dual reference; both to the rumour of his heroin-taking exploits while at university, and also to the extent to which he would doubtless enjoy having his face embedded in the late Margaret Thatcher's arse)
Track Name: #NAHFAM
(KWAM)
This one's got man spazzing out* fully
I'm a start take piss like a playground bully
I'll have the other kids getting all boomy*
While I'm all having a laugh, they're like "how could he?"
Grab a next man and give a next man a noogie*
When I'm done I dash man like the roach* on a zoobie!*...
They wanna know why I'm going on terrible
It's 'cos man are living too cushy
Couldn't care less if man think I'm pushy
Blood, the grime scene's in need of a shakedown!
It's like I'm knee deep in a wasteground
I wanna flood your TVs with the great sound
Grime! That's what I've been on all this time, what
Give it up? Nah I'm okay, that's fine!
Couple of aunts think I've lost my mind, still
I'll be dead before I lose my spine!

We got the strength of an ox on the tune!
Take us out's what you're not gonna do!
If I say we lose our headtops* in the booth!
You'll say "gas"* but it's not, it's the truth!
We got the strength of an ox on the tune!
Take us out's what you're not gonna do!
If I say we lose our headtops in the booth!
You'll say "gas" but it's not, it's the truth!

(NICO)
What are they gonna do?
Claiming they're raping the tune
Is that a new joke? Listen, have a new flow
That one's dead, hit me up for the cro*
On a serious note...
In five years can you vision your goals?
The scene's full of doughnuts and fruit cakes, leave it alone!
Maybe at home with your fan base...
I'm around like a bad taste
Can't get rid of me, swear down, outrage!..
Try cut me out like an outtake
I'll take you out, put you back in your damn place
Lyrical nutter and surgeon general
Keep looking straight and you'll see us ahead of you, obvi!*
On a track we're a bit cocky
Noonies* get wet and merked* for a hobby!

We got the strength of an ox on the tune!
Take us out's what you're not gonna do!
If I say we lose our headtops in the booth!
You'll say "gas" but it's not, it's the truth!
We got the strength of an ox on the tune!
Take us out's what you're not gonna do!
If I say we lose our headtops in the booth!
You'll say "gas" but it's not, it's the truth!

(KWAM)
Nah take us out's what you're gonna do!
Nico ain't your new squeeze*, me neither!
And if you think you're too deep, we're deeper!
You'll get smacked up, I don't care who sees us!
We've been about! Now we got a neat buzz!
There ain't much about grime you can teach us!
If you got something good we're all ears
If not, bang this one out your speakers!
(NICO)
Who said you're hard? I ain't heard of you!
Sound all hype and gassed on the tune
Can't hear a word from you!
Noise no lyrics, they spit it, observe then move
I listen, start thinking they're burning food*
I'll come around on a different tip
As I sink in quick! Listen, prick
You'll say "gas" but it's not, it's the truth!


We got the strength of an ox on the tune!
Take us out's what you're not gonna do!
If I say we lose our headtops in the booth!
You'll say "gas" but it's not, it's the truth!
We got the strength of an ox on the tune!
Take us out's what you're not gonna do!
If I say we lose our headtops in the booth!
You'll say "gas" but it's not, it's the truth!
We got the strength of an ox on the tune!
Take us out's what you're not gonna do!
If I say we lose our headtops in the booth!
You'll say "gas" but it's not, it's the truth!
We got the strength of an ox on the tune!
Take us out's what you're not gonna do!
If I say we lose our headtops in the booth!
You'll say "gas" but it's not, it's the truth!
We got the strength of an ox on the tune...
...
Yo, we got the strength of an ox on the tune...
...
I said, we got the strength of ox on the tune
Take us out's what you're not gonna do
If I say we lose our headtops in the booth and you don't believe?
More fool you!

*spazzing out = going crazy

*boomy = scared

*noogie = a mild form of common assault popular in UK primary and secondary school playgrounds during the 90s/early 2000s. Grabbing the victim in a playful (or painful, depending upon circumstances) headlock, the assailant would ball his/her free hand into a fist, then rub their knuckles playfully (or aggressively) on the crown of the victim's head

*roach = filter

*zoobie = spliff

*headtops = minds

*"gas" = "rubbish", "not true"

*cro = best quality (typically used to describe marijuana in the UK and US, where the word originated as 'chronic')

*obvi = obviously

*noonies = pussies (used in the UK to describe female genitalia or weak people) (I know, I know, back in 2011 I was a bit more ignorant than I am now so I didn't pull him up on it then, but I would now, sorry ladies)

*merked = smashed, beaten etc

*new squeeze = new love interest

*burning food = smoking drugs (typically used to refer to harder drugs such as crack cocaine, heroin, crystal meth etc)
Track Name: I'm R.E.A.L!
People power, strength of the masses
Still get busy with the pen for the habit
A few dibby* little men wanna have it*
Sorry no time I'm saving the planet
Don't piss me off like Facebook tagging
I don't do this so I can start bragging
And I don't do this so my name starts banging*
But in time it will cah* that's what happens
I was on Kiss! Arms all wacky and waving!
Gassed up* by the grime
But more time I don't need inflating!
Now a few more grime listeners are rating!
Not no funny man tune man are making!
I'm trying to get folk saying I'm amazing!..
As long as I do it my way
I won't pet* to say that I'm not scared of failing!

People Power's what this CD's called
My talk's original; none of it's rebored*
This year's gone exactly how we thought
It would, that's why you don't see talk!
Man are like "what have you jumped in the scene for?"
I reply "I'm here to share deep thoughts
If you don't like it
Plank on a seesaw!"

If you don't like it, plank on a seesaw!
If you want respect, then stand on your feet more!
Don't try coming round man with your weak talk
You need to think of a plan for a detour!
I already know what'll come after this CD
You're seeing on-pointness when you see me
I ain't gonna rub it in, but it's Deep Heat*
You ain't fam, you won't get CCed*
Into the ting, won't get a bring hype all you want
Trust me, it's not a thing
Couldn't care less so I won't get stressed
You wanna act a mess, with me that's blessed*
But I'm still not letting man into our nest!
Say what you like, I won't be impressed!...

People Power's what this CD's called
My talk's original; none of it's rebored
This year's gone exactly how we thought
It would, that's why you don't see talk!
Man are like "what have you jumped in the scene for?"
I reply "I'm here to share deep thoughts
If you don't like it
Plank on a seesaw!"

I'm never gonna hype online
If they're on their ting, then I'm on mine
Everything I'm saying on the mic's not rhyme
I'm reporting eloquently about life
That's the reason I'm saying I'm real
I talk what I know, I talk what I feel
Never did talk shit just for a wheel
To me all of that's never really appealed!...
...
That's just not the way that I roll
If that's you, you should have stayed in your home
See me, I make man screw face with the flow
Won't see a man start flaking, I'm grown
At game time, my great mind stays in the zone
And I see a whole lot of eyes to be opened
So I stay around many minds that are potent
I'm gonna give a lot of time to the motion
Rome weren't made in a day and all that
Right now man are like "why you saying all that?"
Don't listen if a man's trying to say I talk crap..
'Cos all that there's just fear of the truth
It's that time when I get near to the booth
Next man's tunes just gas up the youngers
Me I'm a make the path clear for the youth!

People Power's what this CD's called
My talk's original; none of it's rebored
This year's gone exactly how we thought
It would, that's why you don't see talk!
Man are like "what have you jumped in the scene for?"
I reply "I'm here to share deep thoughts
If you don't like it
Plank on a seesaw!"...
People Power's what this CD's called
My talk's original; none of it's rebored
This year's gone exactly how we thought
It would, that's why you don't see talk!
Man are like "what have you jumped in the scene for?"
I reply "I'm here to share deep thoughts
If you don't like it
Plank on a seesaw!"

*dibby = insignificant, unimportant

*have it = start a fight

*banging = in this context, getting around (can mean other things in colloquial English vernacular)

*cah = because

*gassed up = excessively excited

*pet = hesitate

*rebored = remade (a reference to the practice of converting firearms from firing blank to live ammunition, often ruinous for socially and economically deprived communities in cities throughout the UK)

*Deep Heat = http://www.mentholatum.co.uk/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=73&Itemid=50

*CCed = http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carbon_copy#Email

*blessed = okay, fine etc
Track Name: We
First off,
When I say I don't usually do this sort of thing...
Believe me it's true.

You can ask me who the last woman I approached this month is if you have to...

But believe me it's you

Now I'm not one to force myself on a woman that catches my eye...

So here's what I'm gonna do

Pass your phone a sec
Here's my number typed in
Give me a shout if you want, it's on you
If you do decide to dial me in though, please think the following through...

...
I never wanna see you bow to the pressure
Can we just do us? I think that's better
I can see in your eyes, you're far too clever
Forget the guidelines, can we just live?
Can we just be? Just for a bit?
I really don't care who wants to chat shit
I just wanna see if you and I can fit

See, at this or any stage
We don't need third parties...

We're the ones who'll decide if we'll become us...yeah?
So if your friends wanna cuss
Go ahead and let 'em, you ain't gotta fuss
I can barely hear the chattering, trust
I'm calm so if you're calm that's enough
You get me? I don't wanna spend time
With anyone who's overly hung up on irrelevant stuff
Life's too short...
I wanna live it up...
And from you're consumed by your outward image?
...
I'm definitely not gonna fall in love
...

...
I never wanna see you bow to the pressure
Can we just do us? I think that's better
I can see in your eyes, you're far too clever
Forget the guidelines, can we just live?
Can we just be? Just for a bit?
I really don't care who wants to chat shit
I just wanna see if you and I can fit
...
I never wanna see you bow to the talkers
Can we just do us? It's more important
If we're to be, we must ignore 'em
Forget the guidelines, what do they mean?
All that there's best left to the teens
So many talk when they have not seen!..
It's not about them, it's about we

To be honest?
I'm saying all this but really
...
I don't think I have to spell it out
I get the feeling you're not misled like that
Even though obviously at this point
I don't fully know what you're about...
I will say this though -
I like the first impression you've given
Let's see whether our thoughts are in rhythm
But do proceed with ease though please
I don't wanna see no emotional prison
Yeah we can flirt with danger like Wigan*
But I don't want any silly scenes or stress
Let's see if we can be a team instead
Just gimme you, I don't need no rep!

... (KWAM)
I never wanna see you bow to the pressure
Can we just do us? I think that's better
I can see in your eyes, you're far too clever
Forget the guidelines, can we just live?
Can we just be? Just for a bit?
I really don't care who wants to chat shit
I just wanna see if you and I can fit
...(SKITZO)
You're never gonna see me bow to the talkers
We can just do us, it's more important
And I agree, we must ignore 'em
Forget the guidelines, what do they mean?
Let's leave that stuff to the teens
So many talk when they have not seen!..
It's not about them, it's about we

*Wigan = reference to Wigan Athletic football club, who at the time of recording were dallying dangerously with the threat of relegation from the English Premier League (currently they play in English professional football's second tier, the Championship)
Track Name: Last Orders!
Nobody's doing it quite like you
It's not hyperbole, that's just true
I've tried showing other chicks what you do
They tried hard but they just ain't got a clue
Word is that you had somebody new
And you were disappointed too
A next man's foot can't fit in my shoe
Nobody's doing it quite like, me...
I know say you agree...
Remember the times we were free?
We could do it indoors or under a tree
Not giving a damn if anybody could see..
So I'm texting you up with a plea
I miss the passion, I miss the glee..
I miss the sight of you in my flat lying on my sofa
Wearing a smile and a tee

I heard you miss me; hear what, I miss you
How about one more time for the road?
You know you want me, for the full monty
I can make you feel real nice on the low
You still amaze me; in private you're crazy
How about one more time for the road?
You can't deny it; you know we're the right fit
May as well drop me a line, lemme know!

Why should we torture ourselves?
You know it's not good for our health!
If you wanna do it low key I won't tell
True say I know your mates might get a bit jel*
They ain't had the type of times we've held
And they know we get along swell; to the point
When I think about their role in our break up
I realise they set me up, fucking hell!
This time can we start in stealth?
You know that I'll clart* it well...
In case you get asked any questions?
Go ahead and just laugh, it helps..
Let's start with just you plus me
If truth be told, for now, who must see?
I ain't on making a scene
You know me full well, so you know what I mean

I heard you miss me; hear what, I miss you
How about one more time for the road?
You know you want me, for the full monty
I can make you feel real nice on the low
You still amaze me; in private you're crazy
How about one more time for the road?
You can't deny it; you know we're the right fit
May as well drop me a line, lemme know!

And sweetheart, you ain't gotta tell your friends...
(What good's that gonna do?)
We're just gonna get cock blocked*, it makes no sense
(It's all bait if they get a nose in!)
Look, we're grown-ups, we ain't gotta make this tense
(True say you know that I'll honour you)
I can't see a negative, all you've gotta do's say yes
(Seeing as both of us are roasting!*)
Sweetheart, you ain't gotta tell your friends...
(What good's that gonna do?)
We're just gonna get cock blocked*, it makes no sense
(It's all bait if they get a nose in!)
Look, we're grown-ups, we ain't gotta make this tense
(True say you know that I'll honour you)
I can't see a negative, all you've gotta do's say yes
(Seeing as both of us are roasting!*)

*jel = jealous

*clart = hit (sexually speaking)

*cock blocked = prevented from coital relations (stopped by external influence from having sex in layman's terms)
Track Name: People Power
There ain't an I in team
But there's an E and an M so trust me, I'm there too
You're on my wavelength, trust me I hear you
At this time point, we're part of a rare few
'Cos we are the group with a clear view and
There's a big blanket we need to tear through
We can bring the sight to our peers
But it won't occur overnight, be aware
First off, we need to quietly prepare
Learn all the ins and outs and the loopholes
Find the roadblocks and start to work through those
Me I'm down to fight the foe but are you though?
Because we're gonna need ya!
As the battle ting gets ever deeper
You know the great thing about power of the people?
Each and every one of us lot are leaders!

I still believe in people power!
Let's go against these evil powers!
Lick out* the bricks of the legal towers!
The world's ours, we'll teach these cowards!
I still believe in people power!
Let's go against these evil powers!
Lick out the bricks of the legal towers!
The world's ours, we'll teach these cowards!
I still believe in people power!
Let's go against these evil powers!
Lick out the bricks of the legal towers!
The world's ours, we'll teach these cowards!
I still believe in people power!
Let's go against these evil powers!
Lick out the bricks of the legal towers!
The world's ours, we'll teach these cowards!
(I still believe in, I still believe in
People power, people power,
People power, I still believe in
I still believe in people power!)

You can tell me I'm looney
You can tell me I'm gassed up; sue me!
It's a thing where I believe, truly
We can shake up our society, rudely!
I can't keep sitting down turning a
Blind eye to things when clearly they're bookey*
We can't keep on reacting loosely
If we're not careful it might get too peak..
Yeah, you think that it already has!
You think that it's already that! You're very bad
'Cos you're giving up too quickly
I wish you were one of those who's with me
Are you sure that you won't reconsider?
You won't regret it when we've got bigger!
Believe me, when we defeat these enemies
Each one of us will reek of winner!


I still believe in people power!
Let's go against these evil powers!
Lick out the bricks of the legal towers!
The world's ours, we'll teach these cowards!
I still believe in people power!
Let's go against these evil powers!
Lick out the bricks of the legal towers!
The world's ours, we'll teach these cowards!
I still believe in people power!
Let's go against these evil powers!
Lick out the bricks of the legal towers!
The world's ours, we'll teach these cowards!
I still believe in people power!
Let's go against these evil powers!
Lick out the bricks of the legal towers!
The world's ours, we'll teach these cowards!

*lick out = strike out

*bookey = dodgy