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THE FIRST SOLO ALBUM FROM RAWZ, AN MC FROM OXFORD, ENGLAND WITH A MUSICAL STYLE ROOTED FIRMLY IN THE HIP HOP GENRE. FOR THIS ALBUM RAWZ HAS COMPILED 15 BEATS FROM 8 PRODUCERS AND THE ALBUM ALSO FEATURES TWO SPOKEN WORD PIECES. THIS IS THE CULMINATION OF MANY YEARS AS AN MC AND RAWZ'S FIRST ATTEMPT TO PRODUCE A BODY OF WORK ENTIRELY SPOKEN BY HIMSELF.

Released by: Rawz
"Spoken" by Rory 'Rawz' Campbell is licensed under a Creative Commons License.

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released October 1, 2012

All lyrics written and performed by Rory 'Rawz' Campbell* and recorded at The Bedroom Studio, Oxford** All Beats/Instrumentals credited to their respective producers: Asylum, Example: Pro P, Ratty Man, Dollar Bill feat. Brookee: Brookee, My Thoughts, Boycott the Banks, Bluesman, If You Believe feat. Jada Pearl: Black Roze, Sinister Minister, Go In Harder: Lion Palm, If U Wan 2: Black Roze & One Life, Ragz N Iron: Black Light, Scripture: Bilah, Son Rise: Killa Ent., Free(Outro): Solitude
Album produced by Danger One at The Bedroom Studio
Executive Producer: Rawz

*Dollar Bill feat Brookee: verse one written and performed by Brookee, Chorus by Hijack Oscar. If you Believe feat. Jada Pearl: Chorus performed by Jada Pearl
**Bluesman and If You Believe feat. Jada Pearl recorded at Studio 45, Oxford

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Rawz is an MC and poet with a style rooted in Hip Hop.
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Track Name: 01.INTRO (SPOKEN WORD)
I linger loungin' licked with the lemon,
Spit with the venom,
Pissed off 'cos politicians never listen when we really tell 'em,
What's goin on? They want me to edit my songs but it's wrong,
I'll never be fake just to belong,
I hope you relate to these messages I have to relay,
About the effry living on this estate,
The mess they made,
Man's fucked up just because of a raid,
They wake up babies an take all ya papes,
Because we're told,
That they have to tell us how to behave,
Am I a slave?,
Made to work for most of my days 'til I'm old an grey,
Killin' time till I rest in my grave,
Vexed and betrayed,
An I can't just chill out with a blaze cos they wanna,
Protect my brain an stop me from goin insane so my flow is the pain,
The game these days is incredibly lame,
'N its a shame the population steadily tamed,
Cleverly chained now we're ready for change,
So we better be brave,
Stand up,
No longer edit our rage,
Our head is mislaid so protect each others neck,
Turn of a page,
The world can be saved but I'm always stressin' out over pay.
Track Name: 02.ASYLUM (PROD. PRO P)
My minds an asylum,
Conflicting thoughts that are fighting,
That's where the rhymes them are hiding,
Step inside it, Recognise this,
Gimme my time my minds an asylum,
Minds an asylum

Come take a walk let me show you through the corridors,
Get to know Rawz your reflection is yours take a tour,
There aint a thing fake everything raw,
Step in through the door see the essence of my basic thoughts,
A lot were formed in adolesence though some have been a presence,
Since '83 many have long been ignored,
I guess we'll wait and see how long they wanna talk,
I hope you got some patience for me, by the way my real name is Rory,
I know it's corny but I tell a story,
And when I spit it man it's purely,
To see my mind cos I explore deep,
What can I find between these four sheets lets take our time,
This is the place I keep my old rhymes,
Many mistakes and some laced even before grime,
More time it was a war ting, probably 'cos I couldnt afford bling,
Follow me an see how Rawz thinks.

My minds an asylum,
Conflicting thoughts that are fighting,
That's where the rhymes them are hiding,
Step inside it, Recognise this,
Gimme my time my minds an asylum,
Minds an asylum

My minds an asylum,
Conflicting thoughts that are fighting,
That's where the rhymes them are hiding,
Step inside it, Recognise this,
Gimme my time my minds an asylum,
Minds an asylum
Track Name: 03.RATTY MAN(PROD. BROOKEE)
Ratty man,
Beard like a Taliban,
Beer in his hand,
Mud smeared on his jeans,
Feels like the worlds mean,
Cos they killed all his dreams,
Thoughts when he walks past his school are obscene,
Squawks that he don’t eat pork,
But he falls down drunk on the steps of the house of the lord,
Knows that its impure,
Every sin he records,
And keeps it within,
Emotional that he’ll never win,
Sip the potion,
Feels like its poetry in motion,
Tip a bottle pour the ocean,
But he never gets close,
Never met no one that knows him out on these roads,
It get him most vexed,
Remembers when he tries to forget,
A borrower not a lender,
Not a follower,
But he’s got no agenda,
Morals off centre,
No support fam.

Ratty man, Ratty man,
Never got a hand,
One set of footprints in the sand,
Ratty man, Ratty man,
He never planned to fail he just fail to plan.

Ratty man,
Drink in his hand,
Can’t understand why this lands full of sin,
And they report him!?
He drowns his sorrow in the gin,
Bottle,
Clever grin as he save a bit for tomorrow,
Leather skin,
Mind plays the smallest violin,
As his conscience,
Gives no responses,
Baffled nonsense,
He thinks he’s wise,
There’s a glint in his eyes,
But it’s not anything nice,
Says he’ll try anything twice,
An that girls should be nothing but sugar and spice,
Was given good advice,
But never listened,
A politician,
Never analysed his own religion,
Says he’s sanitised,
And pure of vision,
His bad decisions blamed on others,
He won’t forgive ‘em,
So wove his own prison,
All alone,
Sits countin’ all the contacts on his phone,

Ratty man, Ratty man,
Never got a hand,
One set of footprints in the sand,
Ratty man, Ratty man,
He never planned to fail he just fail to plan.

Ratty man,
Don’t give a dam,
Drink in his hand,
Breath stinkin’ of liquor,
Ex wife was a gold digger,
All his riches he sold to her,
She left him in the cold,
His marriage only six years old,
An how that bitch was bold,
She wouldn’t fit into his mould,
So he hit her,
His fist inflicted on her skull,
‘Til he split the bone,
Put her in a coma,
When he saw the blood it made him sober,
So he hit the pub,
Guzzlein’ love,
Stumbled, muddled,
Buckled, and found his face in a puddle,
In the gutter,
Always knew he would end up there,
Mud n blood in his hair,
No one better try to help him he swears,
He get up by his self,
In his mind knows no one cares for his health,
Ratty wino,
No longer needs to be polite,
Stopped by police ‘cos he’s been in a fight,
An he bolts,
Like Usain up the road,
Bruce Wayne in his mind ‘cos he’s insane,
Pain in his chest heart can’t take the strain,
But on this road stay ‘cos he’s gotta maintain,
An he got away,
Found a place to evade,
The beast,
An collapse in a heap,
Can’t call for help ‘‘cos he can’t even speak,
Can’t contact anyone ‘cos he’s too weak,
Chest gettin’ tighter now he can’t breathe,
Know he gotta go but he don’t wanna leave,
Found on the street,
That’s all he’s ever known,
His eyes finally wide open,
But his flesh cold,
He pushed his body past its threshold,
In a box next time he wears fresh clothes,
Now he’s restin’ his hexed bones,
No one clings to his memory,
Pleased they could let go,
His death was slow,
Spent many years on this road,
Never repentant no,
Never a tear did flow,
So in the yellow glow,
On certain roads,
You might see the ghost,
Of a ratty man,
Drink in his hand.

Ratty man, Ratty man,
Never got a hand,
One set of footprints in the sand,
Ratty man, Ratty man,
He never planned to fail he just fail to plan.
Ratty man, Ratty man.
Track Name: 04.MY THOUGHTS (PROD. BLACK ROZE)
It’s funny when you’re young you think you know better than the olders,
Then you get older,
Take lessons from the veteran soldiers,
Make progressions,
It’s always playin’ high stakes when it’s your life,
It’s pointless getting irate,
Get straight,
You know the sun always rise on the next day,
Open your eyes work rest and play,
Try to make today better than yesterday,
If the chicken laid the egg then where did the chicken come from?
If it was a egg then what laid the egg?
Mad thoughts runnin’ through my head,
In the lab sat suckin’ on a zed,
Ever since I was young my favourite colour was red,
And I would look at the world and try to make it make sense,
Up in Oxford wi’ two pence,
A few friends,
I made a lot since I moved to the endz,
In my room wi’ sum booze and a pen,
Hopin’ somebody go twos on a ben,
I knew sum users back then,
Bait manoeuvres,
Buying cars for about thirty pounds,
I’m lucky that I wasn’t found,
Upside down in a ditch,
Bear yutes and a whole heap of weed,
I would not listen or heed,
Anyone chat shit fist to the cheek,
But I had no self belief,
North south west or east,
Couldn’t find anything to give my inner mind relief,
How to find inner peace?
Up at night like my life is in pieces,
Searchin’ for that magic secret,
There was a time that I even believed in Jesus,
As it’s written in the bible,
Then I learned that facts are delightful,
Then I make tracks in my cycle,
Then I stack like a trifle,
Always try to put a spin on it like a rifle,
In the back with a batch,
Plans hatch,
Doin’ anything to not be sellin’ crack,
Used to be anything so I end up with a yatt,
So I could smoke bud and cotch in her flat,
Now I’m dottin’ round the map,
Searchin’ tryna find myself a proper bit of cash,
Had to raise the level ‘cos I felt like I was trash,
Mind in the ghetto,
Time to find a cause for this rebel,
Get my head right and settle,
Take heed look for the lesson,
Don’t dwell on things that’s depressin’
Track Name: 05.BOYCOTT THE BANKS (PROD. BLACK ROZE)
We know the way that they go on is straight unbelievable,
Parasitical feed off you if it’s feasible,
I don’t wanna be their tool but what choice do I have?
How else in gonna pay off my gaff an my electric and gas,
Fuck runnin’ round hectic,
They can send a man to collect it,
When my debt tick come and get this!
You should have thought more when you lent it,
And gave a big cheque to your apprentice,
Paid for his dentist,
And his expenses,
Mean while I don’t get shit,
With the best intentions inflation still devalues my pension,
Not to mention,
My overdraft extension,
Your loans protected,
Where’s my protection?
Fuck your fiscal projection.

Boycott the banks stash the money in the mattress,
They made us bail ‘em out my account they can’t have this
Boycott the banks stash the money in the mattress,
They made us bail ‘em out my account they can’t have this
If they say we all gotta go to war we’re all fucked,
Everything’s messed up stuck chasein’ a buck,
An it overly sucks,
An they won’t fix it up,
‘Cos they’re sat by the fire with a nice soft rug,
An they don’t know nothing about the life of a thug,
No licence to love,
Bad tidings on the regs,
Type of stuff to send you over the edge,
Most just pretend that it’s like that,
Accept the price an they buy that,
Global warming,
No one listens to the warnings,
But they listen when they’re told that it’s ok,
Selfishness get the most praise,
I don’t want no part of it ‘cos they’re so fake,
I’m just looking for my own place,
Same as anybody,
My only hope to escape play the lottery,
Just a slave to the minority,
I really can’t accept your apology.

Boycott the banks stash the money in the mattress,
They made us bail ‘em out my account they can’t have this
Boycott the banks stash the money in the mattress,
They made us bail ‘em out my account they can’t have this

Gotta pay the mortgage an bills,
More than is real,
Extortion they wanna keep all of us drilled,
An in order its man slaughter hamburger hill,
Sometimes its mental torture,
Tryna keep them from,
Penetrating my fortress while I’m meditating,
Do they bargain with Satan?
Blatantly keep man in this situation,
Frus-tra-tion,
They say I must be patient keep waitin’,
Stay off the street ignore limitations,
Of my portion of society,
Paranoia or anxiety,
He just won’t go quietly,
They just destroyed another life for p,
So I grab the mic,
An tell em you can suck on these,
Gamble with my life,
Lyin’ sayin’ you’re the one that’s right,
I aint stupid I can see it with my eyes,
Are you loopy? My pockets droopy and I need supplies,
So excuse me you will not get your money right on time, sue me,
If I asked for a job you would never recruit me,
Makes me laugh you wanna charge man for looking after a bluey,
Have a heart you let the poor starve to buy your wife even more jewellery,
Busy sniffin’ charlie like you’re snoopy.
Boycott the banks stash the money in the mattress,
They made us bail ‘em out my account they can’t have this
Boycott the banks stash the money in the mattress,
They made us bail ‘em out my account they can’t have this
Track Name: 06.EXAMPLE (PROD PRO P)
Zoom,
Hit the mic boom,
With a nice tune,
Livin' life rise like helium balloon,
I’m not feelin' em,
Weakest mcs in a crew,
Break through with a basic view,
Fake shit,
Do they really make hits?
Or is it just the safest bet to get on radio one’s playlist,
They persuade em with funds,
Then portray them as dumb,
Then parade em 'cos they’re number –,
But I relate to ya,
Get your paper then laters I’m patient,
Chillin’ in the basement,
Elevation,
Dedication,
Meditation my medication,
Sell to Satan I’m a march through with the saints,
Make a statement with my mates,
Black white an Asian comin' from any estate,
Segregation hate,
Better make haste or the whole place gonna get erased in your old face,
How much gold do you chase?
When you get hold know its cold embrace,
Gotta roll,
Skates,
Make my own mistakes,
But I know when you should have pulled the brakes.

This is an example of my life,
This is an example of how I write,
This is an example,
Come and take a sample,
This is an example,
This is an example,
This is an example.

Report with my pencil,
Tune in for Rawz next adventure,
Did you get the message that I sent ya?
Episodes on a CD,
You can get em for free,
I’m skinnin’ teeth when I hear a mc that’s better than me,
Put your arms down n settle the beef,
I’ve heard the pot call the kettle a neek,
An you need to shut the fuck up,
An get some self respect,
I inject flows like insulin to diabetics,
This is my athletics applied genetics,
Big up my mum who gave birth with no anaesthetic,
N big up my son,
Now I know everything is one,
And that a change soon gonna come,
So let’s make moves,
As a people we can choose,
To be equal,
No need for needles,
No factories makin’ desert eagles,
We should give them up and just be peaceful.

This is an example of my life,
This is an example of how I write,
This is an example,
Come and take a sample,
This is an example,
This is an example,
This is an example.

I’m partial,
To bruckin' beats this is an example,
Riddim by the armful,
Too many tune to sample,
Its true many moons past sittin' on a bar stool,
Playin' pass the parcel,
Stayin' like a arse hole,
I was too lazy to advance,
Never got a grant,
Too busy workin' at the plant,
Just gimme space,
So I can find out how to change,
Listen to myself do it with my own brain,
Its fluid,
Can’t stand still gotta move with,
Gotta breathe in and out so you live,
Everything is positive,
Equally it’s negative,
‘Cos it’s all relative,
Explore raw thought is my genesis,
Storm on my nemesis,
With a thousand Dennis the Menaces,
Messin' up my housin’,
Lookin' for new premises,
But I’m not allowed in,
Still where I’m at’s overcrowded,
Do you think about it?
Or do you just spout shit?
Staff wanna be in and out quick,
Politics is just full o hypocrites,
And I’m wondering if they even care just a little bit,
Britain witness this listen to the skit.
Track Name: 07.APOCALYPTIC VISIONS (SPOKEN WORD)
Overlappin' patterns of fire,
Apocalyptic visions no messiah,
None required,
Only the wise gonna rise an get higher,
Know the liar,
His flows tired,
Backwards prose I upload through the fire wire,
How can I stack this doe?
It’s too sticky so this batch is low,
Go to the factory,
They detached me so,
I’m back on the backstreet roads,
Black teef mold in my natsy ‘fro,
Apache,
Mans have attacked me,
No official has ever backed me,
Sacrificial,
And it sacrilege they stack the missiles,
But the poor can’t relax just a little,
What’s more can’t be involved in the political,
Stay miserable and take these pills so we can tick you off,
Take heed to the big big boss that don’t give a toss,
Reason with god,
If you please him he’ll remove the rod from your back,
Look at Jesus he wouldn’t hit me back,
Turn the other cheek,
An stay meek,
Or is it stay weak,
Pay ps get on ya knees for police,
Be friendly and you might be released,
Defend the queen,
Or wherever it is they send you to be mean,
And when you get back you get a bag full of magic beans,
It’s tragic,
One of the biggest travesties I’ve ever seen,
This whole planet,
Is trapped in some capitalist’s dream.
Track Name: 08.SINISTER MINISTER (PROD LION PALM)
What the fuck does the prime minister know about my life?
I can see the fakeness in his eyes,
He never worked the late shift,
Never had to worry the bailiffs comin to take shit,
Man have faced it,
Been through the test aced it,
Had to find money for the basics,
It’s like I got no proper place,
I spend a lot of days,
Thinkin of different ways to escape from this system,
Can I make it?
I’m looking for the wisdom,
Chasin a dream my affliction,
Politrictions can suck on my diction,
Never see submission though they’re shelling my position,
Do they listen?
No,
Not even when were in prison,
I can’t win while I’m livin in this rich man’s vision,
Its twis man,
Life’s a bitch,
They say it’s easy for the cats to kill the cats it’s just the dogs they got trouble with.

Minister,
Why do you seem so sinister?
Not many points where we two are similar,
What if your wage was the minimum?
Top benefits you are livin’ on.
What’s in store for the poor?
Got my head bangin like I can’t take anymore,
Many fake nothing pure,
Fuck your debates,
You run away from the public just in case,
Someone gets in your face,
An makes you look bait,
Well it’s too late,
Do ya shoe lace,
an get lost man are showin that your two faced,
You’re not my boss I don’t give a toss what they say,
I’m not under your cosh,
Come to the ox,
If you did come get a shock,
But I don’t think you will,
At least not where your games real,
You don’t wanna experience the pain I feel,
Talk out your anus,
Call us complainers,
Do what we gotta do an who can blame us?
I’ve had it with your lameness,
To me you’re nameless,
It’s just a shame you couldn’t be real,
Ya brainless,
I hold a plate because I need meals.

Minister,
Why do you seem so sinister?
Not many points where we two are similar,
What if your wage was the minimum?
Top benefits you are livin’ on.
Minister,
Why do you seem so sinister?
Not many points where we two are similar,
What if your wage was the minimum?


I’m facin tragedy,
With no one there to carry me,
Locked in a box an nobody has the key,
They never say shit openly,
If you’re talkin truth,
Put a quote there for all to see,
A lot of broke people out here with no hope,
Given a rope for their throat so a fat cat can live in soap,
Not even spirit to vote,
Do you wanna hear these lyrics?
Live in my zone,
Wonder if these words hit home,
Office your desk is a throne,
Mostly we’re not rich,
How do you know?
What its like,
When you’ve got no money and you’ve broken your bike,
Rich boy,
Life is a bitch for my boys and we can’t even fight,
I predict noise,
No more slick ploys,
Or risk the system being destroyed,
We need wisdom and more forgiveness.

Minister,
Why do you seem so sinister?
Not many points where we two are similar,
What if your wage was the minimum?
Top benefits you are livin’ on.
Track Name: 09.GO IN HARDER (PROD LION PALM)
Go In Harder
This a gift for the misfits,
Mans that lost out when they risked it,
For the beat big up Mr. Biscuit,
Hope your listenin,
Turn this one loud cos it is sick,
No tacky mouth like the mic covered in lipstick,
I take a shit like anybody else,
Jeans saggin while they’re sayin tighten up our belts,
Dreams planning,
Internet scanning wi my mouse,
Thinkin in next patterns,
Try to succeed someday to be something,
Why ya mean muggin?
Too many people are beef lovin,
In the south east,
Use the mic as my mouth piece,
I’m always pleased if everybody in my house eats,
No doubt,
I’m here to look out for my seed,
Let him be whatever he wanna be,
Really free,
When I speak its really me,
First rapper known to spit in HD.

They say you reap what you sow,
I wanna see my garden grow,
The more you hate the harder I go,
Rollin darts,
Throw my bars at the show,
This is Rawz yes goin harder ya know?
They say you reap what you sow,
I wanna see my garden grow,
The more you hate the harder I go,
Rollin darts,
Throw my bars at the show,
This is Rawz yes goin harder

Plot like Bin Laden,
Tending the crops in my garden,
Never stop used to never say pardon,
Or excuse me,
Learned that my life wasn’t no movie,
Cooled down now I operate more smoothly,
Laid off the booze,
Can’t judge my crew till you’ve walked a mile in our shoes,
If you hate then you lose,
On to the next,
Visualise through the rims of my specs,
Cheque cashin wish I could stack it,
Crime these days is a fashion,
They say your hard an you got no passion,
I’m old fashioned,
Your just bold till you get your head bashed in,
Clashin covers up what you lack,
To be exact ya screw face makes you look like a twat,
Silly little hood rat,
Me an you should sit down an have a good chat,
Really get down to facts.

They say you reap what you sow,
I wanna see my garden grow,
The more you hate the harder I go,
Rollin darts,
Throw my bars at the show,
This is Rawz yes goin harder ya know?
They say you reap what you sow,
I wanna see my garden grow,
The more you hate the harder I go,
Rollin darts,
Throw my bars at the show,
This is Rawz yes goin harder

Always harder it gets harder,
Tunes kept in the larder,
When I’m dead I hope my son says I was the best father,
He could ask for,
Not actin hard core with a glass jaw,
Bear stamps on my passport,
You can trace where I last walked,
Show my face an I know people talk,
But I don’t hear all they’re feeble,
Mumbling,
Don’t trouble me,
You need to sort out all ya fuckery,
I don’t watch that,
Luckily,
Or I couldn’t focus to write cos id always be stuck in beef,
Scratch the surface to find out what’s underneath,
Is it the beast putting guns in the street?
Slums rise to ya feet,
Unite find what you seek,
Know Rome wasn’t built in a week,
Hear the drums,
It’s time to speak out,
They rob the banks an then give it back with our tax.


They say you reap what you sow,
I wanna see my garden grow,
The more you hate the harder I go,
Rollin darts,
Throw my bars at the show,
This is Rawz yes goin harder ya know?
They say you reap what you sow,
I wanna see my garden grow,
The more you hate the harder I go,
Rollin darts,
Throw my bars at the show,
This is Rawz yes goin harder.
Track Name: 10.IF U WAN 2 (PROD BLACK ROZE & ONE LIFE)
If U Wan 2
Sittin' here flippin' these pages,
No imitation,
No limitations,
Reppin' patience,
Lean back watch the sky for the spaceships,
Tribal awakening,
What does your mind wanna take in?
Not on a vibe wiv no Satan,
Why would I take him,
Into me?
That’s a sin to me,
Open my eyes what I’m facin',
Lies from the waste men,
Show em my cards an I ace them,
Fast wi the pace then,
Can’t be replaced,
Man laugh in your face,
Slicin' my cake,
Past all the hate an the fakeness,
I can’t be late on my path to greatness,
That would be tasteless,
Gotta make this sound,
Break ground how I break this down,
Can’t wait gotta put food on my plate now,
Make moves that are gonna make me proud.

You can make tune if you want too,
You can move mountains,
Knowledge is a fountain,
If you want to,
You can bus through,
But you must move,
Jus' do what you want to.
Kicks covered in mud 'cos I don’t give a fuck,
Put my heart in this shit but is it enough?
Gotta be quick,
A prisoner,
Deliver the,
Message fly across the perimeter,
Developin' make the picture vivider,
Big scene like a flick at the cinema,
Spit green,
Nicotine,
Stampede like a millipede,
Knowledge like Wikipedia,
Brain full give myself amnesia,
Stay cool update the new media,
Make it easier,
Make it please me,
You want piece put your name on the treaty,
Maintain put my flame on a CD,
Evade strain make time for the EP,
You an me is megapixel to HD,
I do my ting fool rhyme an I make beats.

You can make tune if you want too,
You can move mountains,
Knowledge is a fountain,
If you want to,
You can bus through,
But you must move,
Jus' do what you want to.

Raw is my formula,
Keep it warm in my corner,
Each drop rippling the water,
Let me talk up gimme order,
Never court ‘cos the law sucks,
A reporter,
Blame it on us,
Or is it lambs to the slaughter?
Passin' down crumbs to my son or my daughter,
That’s out of order,
See the poor man getting poorer,
More an more lawless,
Hard shell like a tortoise,
Couldn’t puncture my fortress,
Still reppin’ Rawz September to August,
We need more trust,
More people to spread love,
If you’re depressed you get fed drugs,
All this stress is a head fuck,
So I turn to my pen and my pad when I’m pent up,
Use the mic as a vent,
To represent us,
Too many vexed heads wanna cuss each other

You can make tune if you want too,
You can move mountains,
Knowledge is a fountain,
If you want to,
You can bus through,
But you must move,
Jus' do what you want to.
Track Name: 11.RAGZ N IRON (PROD BLACK LIGHT)
Ragz N Iron
I do do voodoo you do doo doo,
Flappy fluff like a yappy poodle,
They do it for themselves this is FUBU,
I got my boo,
Every matter scanned like a nuchal,
Who’s that sittin’ on the bus eatin noodles?
R.A.W.
Z. That’s the usual,
Snooze an you lose,
Truth spread like a Bluetooth,
Look through my pupil,
Hear my book,
Each word is crucial,
Rhyming got me hooked,
So I’m fruitful,
I get a boost,
Every time I rhyme for the yute,
Bout to meet an MP and I wouldn’t wear a suit,
This the truth,
Smooth like a flute,
Hear my tune from your boot,
Or you could play roots,
Whatever man jus stay loose,
I used to blaze zoots wherever,
Made do,
Hated school,
Cos the teachers they would take me for a fool,
But it’s cool,
None of them aint intellectual,
No respect for you cos you’re a dopey fuckin tool,
I’m blessed,
Pass the test with finesse,
I confess that I’m next,
Not your average,
Head with a pen,
Never tense,
Try to be at one with the elements,
Slide in a sentence that quieting your dentures,
My defences,
Strengthened,
So press the attack next move is repentance,
Blench strength of my verse,
Bench press the earth,
Spit your ten cents in a word,
Have you heard he looks like a nerd?
Glasses always wanna learn,
In the naughties used to love a burn,
San Miguel forties,
Real man can tell I’m reporting,
Extortion,
These elites are taking more than their portion.
Track Name: 12.SCRIPTURE (PROD BILAH)
Scripture
Thick tomes,
Written on the clash of the clones,
Smash the bones hittin hard crack the stone,
Back to yard,
This I’m spittin hard for the old guard,
Man that now olders an roll fast,
I chose to warm up my cold heart,
Raise the form up now haters watch when I boll past,
Put my mind to the task,
Crime doesn’t last,
I’m a soldier march on my path,
Hard graft,
Analyse the graph,
Am I sanitised? Tryna put plans in the pipe,
Sometimes its right to fight,
Never bite punch lines cos I like to write,
Shine a light where I’m goin,
My poems I write for no one,
Some in thick code,
Tight rhymes I got shit loads,
I spit those so you know how I think,
Go to the brink.

Cover the pages wi scripture,
Deliver the image givin' a vivid picture,
Livin' in these times is a bitch,
Its twis' this system says I’ll never be rich,
I’m not a victim 'cos I’m too clever
I cover the pages wi scripture,
Deliver the image givin' a vivid picture,
Livin' in these times is a bitch,
Its twis' this system says I’ll never be rich,
I’m not a victim 'cos I’m too clever

I writ pages of script,
my brave heart stays on the graveyard shift,
spray darts,
to express how I live as a art,
play my part,
stay sharp as a bic carve rhymes in my wrist,
display my cards,
putting bars on a disc,
when I pass,
reminisce,
always have the last laugh ‘cos you talk shit,
we aint in the same classes of rawness,
seein all this,
through the frame of my glasses,
remember why you started,
if you feel half hearted,
try to march through the hardship,
I’ll keep practicing til I got it mastered,
your only half good,
if you think that you’re the best,
every beat I bless put myself to the test,
talk from the bottom of my chest my reward is the stress leave my thoughts now I got a clear head.

Cover the pages wi scripture,
Deliver the image givin' a vivid picture,
Livin' in these times is a bitch,
Its twis' this system says I’ll never be rich,
I’m not a victim 'cos I’m too clever
I cover the pages wi scripture,
Deliver the image givin' a vivid picture,
Livin' in these times is a bitch,
Its twis' this system says I’ll never be rich,
I’m not a victim 'cos I’m too clever
Track Name: Rawz feat. Eyez E.B. - 13.SON RISE (PROD KILLA ENT.)
Son Rise
I’m sat here writin waitin for u,
before arrive I try n make it nice,
jus wanna look in my baby’s eyes,
I wanna cook for you,
hold you tight til the son rise,
we got so much time,
u make me feel like a grown up,
I’ll make you know trust who could take both us?
hold you close,
take you to my shows,
cos you’re the one on this earth that I love the most,
you make me wanna boast,
cos I love your bones,
what I’m sayin is the truth,
I can’t wait til I get you home,
much respected,
cos you are my own,
I gotta give you knowledge so you’re not another clone,
your never alone from now on you know so,
you can go anywhere I’m still on the phone,
I gotta pay the bills but I’d give you anything,
everything sour for your enemy.

I’m waitin on that son rise
See my son’s eyes for the first time
make him smile when he cries
give him knowledge in his mind
son shine
when the time comes that I see my son
I’m gonna help him shine


I’m blessed now that I heard you’re a little boy,
explore the world wi my little man,
what a joy,
I got your toys waitin when you’re ready to deploy,
but hands off my playstation,
your time’ll come just be patient,
I know we’ll soon be debatin,
no silver spoon in your mouth,
but anything I gotta give take it,
just remember you were born naked,
an I saw that,
cut your chord,
held you while you had a nap,
resting with your little hat on,
the best thing that has ever happened,
such a blessing never thought I’d see,
I look at you you look at me,
and the midwife start bus joke about how my eyes leak,
no surprise that I laughed,
but the next few weeks were hard graft,
we gave you your first bath,
knew I was up to the task but a part of me doubted,
you were so helpless.

I’m waitin on that son rise
See my son’s eyes for the first time
make him smile when he cries
give him knowledge in his mind
son shine
when the time comes that I see my son
I’m gonna help him shine

10 pounds 12 fuckin ounces plus a point 5,
I held you in my arms I’m not ashamed that I cried,
I was over whelmed by this ill vibe,
full of pride for my little man,
an you aint even learned how to sit or stand,
if every second was a grain of sand,
I’d make a global desert for you,
teach you moral codes,
try to be a role model life’s too short to get caught up in an old quarrel,
an when I’m gone I hope you got love for your old dad,
way I see it mine never knew what he never had,
He tries to chat I’m thinkin who the hell is that,
I promise you I’ll be a better dad,
an in these letters I wanna let you know,
you plant a seed an then you reap what you sow,
but all things need time to grow,
so spread your wings,
an do your thing ya know.

I’m waitin on that son rise
See my son’s eyes for the first time
make him smile when he cries
give him knowledge in his mind
son shine
when the time comes that I see my son
I’m gonna help him shine
Track Name: 14.FREE (OUTRO) (PROD SOLITUDE)
Free (Outro)
I live life and try to learn what I can,
feels like I’m held back cos too many man don’t understand,
what can I do?
how many beats should I scan?
It’s time to unite make it one clan,
stand as one,
Sam Cook said the change gonna come,
I need it like the rain and the sun,
I free this as a response to all the politicians’ speeches,
Blood on their hands and oil on the beaches,
Kids in Africa can’t get a feed,
But they’re still leachin,
What the fuck are you teachin?
That we should answer to police men?
Does a uniform tell us who’s decent people?
Everyday man are seein more evil,
An the ones that in charge more deceitful,
We’re not equal,
Scrapein at the plate them man eat food,
Cos they come from an elite group.

Pro P produced the example,
Gave me asylum,
My mind’s back drop to start writin,
Had to find time,
One Life even If U Wan 2,
I’m The Black Rose,
It’s all Spoken my poems Go In Harder,
Lion Palm,
Solitude’s what I’m spittin to,
Me an Brookee done written a few,
on Scripture picture a Bilah,
Killa Ent.,
See the Son Rise in amazement,
Then its Black Light sit back analyse,
Ragz N Iron stack chapters an bring the science,
The facts matter take it in an you decide.