[Verse 1]

I see the devil in my sleep

I thank God for every blessing I receive

A lesson learned is a lesson I can teach

And a winner never won without a lesson in defeat

Faith is my drug

And they're tryna give me life for possession of belief

Look at it, can't see air but it's there

And the fact we breathe's enough evidence to me

I used to have a heart of gold until I replaced it for a fist full of dollars

Now I know the only benefit is Ps

Living for today, afraid of facing tomorrow

Lying to myself, saying I've got everything I need

And I used to want a face I could borrow

Cause people used to tell me every day about my teeth

Insecure about my smile, so I went and put my money where my mouth is

Now it's evident to see

[Verse 2]

I'm just a victim of what someone else thinks

I was brainwashed while I was watching the world spin

"I would never conform" is what I used to tell Prince

Now at the world end, this whirlwind, bells ring

Well my name's set, and I hate when

Bruddas be talking like they know me but we ain't friends

Wastemen, they hate me

But if everybody loved me I'd be Raymond

But I'm Justin, clock Samuel

What you think it means? An assumption I can't handle

I ain't never ever been the rapper I was labelled in the Sun

How can I be the artist that police can't cancel?

When I can literally be saying it's begun

And they instantly think that I'm saying it's a gun

It's begun, it's a gun

Ain't it a shame what this shit's become?

[Verse 3]

Now every rapper out wants to rap about trapping, well

I was trapping when I used to hang around Aaron

But I ain't jumping on the "every rapper out" wagon

My brudda, I'll still be killing it when that is out of fashion

Look how many eras I've survived

And I've been doubted from the second I arrived, never mind

Let's talk about the comparisons, the people they compare me to

Without buying my albums, the only thing they hear me do is

Freestyles, but meanwhile

The jury's out, I'm still being trialed

They wanna judge me because I stand in the stock

It's like people criticising a film they haven't watched

Watch this, Ghetts this and Ghetts that

But you'll never get shit when Ghetts raps

On my microphone tekkers, boy

You ain't never have an open mind unless I cock the TEC back

Bang! And all I want is next year

Is these words not to fall upon deaf ears

Anyway, that's enough about the industry

Let's talk about the man behind the music

The sidekick, the man behind the Movement

Two years silent, analysing the blueprint

And now I'm back from my sabbatical

You be acting like a break ain't understandable

Years in the game, it made me a cannibal

There's rules to this shit but I ain't read the manual

I would've done so many things differently

Now every move I make's extremely tactical

[Verse 4]

I think out the box

While I'm lighting up something that'll stink out the block

Reminiscing - different day, same shit

Repetition - it's a shame, ain't it?

Recognition, deep spitters remain nameless

Every listen, these lyrics evade basic

Men and women

The sample told me I should tell you how I feel inside

So for the last three minutes or so

I just let my guard down to tell the world what I'm feeling like

You don't feel me, why?

GH