Myndstate - Whereabouts lyrics

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Myndstate - Whereabouts lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo Yo I'm listening to the old, don't ask why illmatic didn't go gold Or platinum, tapes in my headset, cars i'm sat in them Ain't prepared to fail, a record doesn't have to sell to sail From Wycombe to Dagenham Lack the knack to break shells when i'm cracking them So hear here, this is here and now, with fear and doubt I hear all the jeer that i should fear about Till i cheer and shout, learning curve, riding the circle Roundabout, so it's round about Time to try and workout my whereabouts, whereabouts are you Still dizzee like rascal like you smoked with a car full to get artful Then shipped like a cartel, oops i meant cartel Couldn't tell was that heartfelt My heart felt the beat when my heart beat Pump up the cards i've been misdealt Was that misspelt, strapped under the seat belt Untouched like greenbelt, Fidel Castro, eat up the turf like astro A to back row, ain't black though [Hook] It's my constant calamities It's my bus-stop reality I believe everything's fine But I'm just hearing dial tones Dial tones, dial tones [Verse 2] Like wu tang there's a method man, and this ones for the madness No method man, just stick to the plan like glue into the blackness Boy ready to meet world, i'm the future just being honest A profit rocket in the contest, throw your M's up like vomit Coz i'm great and white, looking for blood in therapy This ecstasy got me weaponry, mixed with hennessy Let's proceed with jealously, rap game tendencies, tend to me They tend to be admiring with jealousy, hell are we Working until our idols become our rivals, fickle fans so tidal Your revival is survival, i'm liable for power Who's giving me an eyeful, no tower, yeh Coz an eye for an eye makes the world go blind Then a tie for a tie makes a folder bind, so close the blinds Coz they say the sweeter the berry, the darker the juice The greyer the goose, the tougher the struggle But the longer the juggle, the harder the noose But i only plan to slaughter alphabets, no Papoose [Hook] It's my constant calamities It's my bus-stop reality I believe everything's fine But I'm just hearing dial tones Dial tones, dial tones Dial tones, dial tones [Verse 3] Apologies for missing the dial tones when you dial my phone I would pick up like d** but i ain't always home alone I'm too busy perfecting my craft, don't be daft My interest lies in my interest free overdraft, i'm minus over half I need staff to get a leg up like calf to thigh Beginning of the middle, but the end is nigh

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