text: You Need Me, I Don’t Need You - Live and in Session Lyrics
  Now Im in town, break it down
  Thinking of making a new sound
  Playing a different show every night
  In front of a new crowd
  Thats you now, ciao
  Seems that life is great now
  See me lose focus as I sing to you loud
  I cant, no I wont hush
  Ill say the words that make you blush
  Im gonna sing this now
  See, Im true
  My songs are where my heart is
  Im like glue
  I stick to other artists
  Im not you
  No, that would be disastrous
  Let me sing and do my thing
  And move to greener pastures
  See, Im real, I do it all, Its all me
  Im not fake, dont ever call me lazy
  I wont stay put
  Give me the chance to be free
  Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me
  Hey
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you, at all
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you, at all
  You need me, man
  I sing, I write my own tunes
  And I write my own verse, hell
  Dont need another wordsmith
  To make my tune sell
  Call yourself a singer writer
  Youre just bluffing
  Names on the credits
  And you didnt write nothing
  I sing fast, I know that all my shits cool
  I will blast and I didnt go to Brit school
  I came fast with the way I act right
  I cant last if Im smoking on a crack pipe
  And I wont be a product of my genre
  My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
  Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
  Always read the stories that you hear on Wikipedia
  And musically Im demonstrating
  When I perform live feels like I am meditating
  Times at the Enterprise when some fella filmed me
  Young singer/writer like a Gabriella Cilmi
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you, at all
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you, at all
  You need me, man
  Cause you need me, man I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  My eyes are red, Ive been burning, Ive been burning
  My eyes are red, Ive been burning, Ive been burning out
  My eyes are red, Ive been burning
  Ive been burning on a spliff of your high-grade
  My eyes are red, Ive been burning
  Ive been burning burning burning
  Now, where I come burning weed it is a habit
  A big fat bag of high-grade weed you know I got to have it
  Cause if I dont have it in my pocket Im going to panic
  Cause like I say where I come from weed smoking is a habit
  Yeah do da burn up the place up in the hood
  One of the things that Ive inherited
  Like a ghetto man you should
  One of the things is smoking weed
  Yes it makes me feel good
  But high-grade sensimilla, yes it makes me feel
  Mommy, yes Im gonna table sensimilla is a drug
  And If I start to smoke Im gonna turn into a thug
  Where I come from all that talking
  It could only get you mugged
  Where I come from burning weed
  It is a blessing from above
  Where I come from, yes we burn it
  When we listen rob a dove
  Where I come from, yes we burn it
  After we dash to make love
  Where I come from, yes we burn it
  When the sun does shine
  I blaze high-grade weed all the time
  Now, my eyes are red
  Cause you need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, my eyes are red
  Cause you need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, my eyes are red
  Cause you need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, my eyes are red
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, my eyes are red
  Eyes are red
  Ooohh
  Eyes are red
  Eyes are red
  Eyes are red
  Eyes are red
  Eyes are red
  Eyes are red
  Eyes are red
  Eyes are red
  Woah
  Woah
  Woah
  Woah
  Woah
  Yeah
  Cause with the lyrics Ill be aiming it right
  I wont stop till my names in lights
  At stadium heights, with Damien Rice
  On red carpets, Now Im on Arabian nights
  Because Im young I know my brothers gonna give me advice
  Long nighter, short height, and Im going hyper
  Never be anything but a singer/songwriter
  Yeah, the games over, but now Im on a new level
  Watch how I step on the track, without a loop pedal
  People think that Im bound to blow up
  Ive done around about a thousand shows, but
  I havent got a house, plus I live on the couch
  So, you believe the lyrics when Im singing them out, wow
  From day one Ive been prepared
  With VO5 wax for my ginger hair
  So now Im back to the sofa
  Giving a dose of what the future holds-
  Cos its another day close, close, close, close brrrrr
  Ive still got a rucksack for the old clothes
  I rap with the cold flows
  Im back with the most jokes
  In fact, you dont know
  On tracks, I throw blows to make my punchlines relevant
  If you cant keep up youll get none, youre celibate
  Man, flows developing
  Skin lacks the melanin
  Give me a shot of adrenaline and I get it in
  I do it for the hell of it
  Cause ever since I hit the mainstream with the A team
  I seem to sell a bit
  I took what held me back with the women
  And then I packaged the image
  Put in some content
  And then I throw it back as a gimmick
  The fact is this
  Ill end up dating actresses
  Wake up on dirty mattresses
  I think I need to practice this
  But I make shit happen, call me a laxative
  Worlds on my shoulders
  I dont even know what Atlas is
  Hard parts sharp like a cactus is
  Im back to rapping back to back
  Cause Ive been practising
  Im back to sing this, yes
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you, at all
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you, at all
  You need me, man
  Ill keep my last name forever
  Keep this genre pretty basic
  Gonna be breaking into other peoples tune
  When I chase it
  And replace it with an elephant in the room with a facelift
  Into another rappers shoes, using new laces
  Im selling CDs from my rucksack
  Aiming for the papers
  Selling CDs from my rucksack
  Aiming for the majors
  Nationwide tour with Just Jack
  Still had to get the bus back
  Clean cut kid without a razor for the moustache
  I hit back when the pen hurts me
  Im still a choir boy in a Fenchurch tee
  Im still the same as a year ago
  But, more people hear me, though
  According to the Myspace and Youtube videos
  Im always doing shows, If Im not Im in the studio
  Truly broke, never growing up, call me Ruffio
  Melody music maker
  Reading all the papers
  They say Im up and coming
  Like Im fucking in an elevator
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you, at all
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you
  You need me, man, I dont need you, at all
  You need me, man, I dont need youEmbed