King (feat. Luke Prebble & Michael Sparks)

Fuck your popularity, speaking with total clarity The only thing that matters, is peace and solidarity I've been on a quest, to define my personality Proud of where I'm from, but I hold no nationality Drifting in and out of this thing they claim's normality Zoning out, I'm conscious of fake and what's reality A beautiful mind, I paint my own gallery Working just to challenge me, pay my own salary Never on the bandwagon, or speak to flatter Surround myself with people I trust, that won't scatter With no fear, black, white, brown, irrelevant! As long as you like a laugh and your chat's semi-intelligent All jokes aside, we proceed with the fresher tone Never been to uni, but I welcome every fresher home And it's ironic, never stutter when I speak But I'm trying to write something that these kids might repeat Easily influenced, peer pressure got the best of me Running with the older kids, constantly be testing me Street, not Sesame, weak, there's no empathy Where young teen pregnancy defines, their destiny Generally, they're only kids watching Keenan and Kel I don't need to go to school, I watched Saved By The Bell Zack Morris, got me top of my class And I listened to Illmatic educated by Nas Whoa, never been irrelevant, no Whoa, I'm more than what you know Whoa, I'm the king of my own home Now I have dreams of living lavish, upbringing was average Money I can't manage, like my mum and dad's marriage Causing ultimate damage, smoking till I'm cabbaged Pack up my baggage, then I'm out, gone, vanished Every city's got a story to tell But there's a much bigger pond, outside of the well And I swam against the ocean tide And turned that ocean to a river Like the fucking Clyde, where I reside I'm unknown, like the king of my own home Been around the map, got proof on my own phone Matured fast, well grown before my years Class my street smarts, I'm way beyond my peers But back as a child, I was stupid, running wild I was only age eleven, when my cousin went to prison It's a given, no mistake, in a cell by himself He was sent to Bar L, where his swagger soon fell Never on the shelf, hell, never been irrelevant Learned from these streets, I was living in my element I pick a brush, start to paint till the canvas' full I depict the perfect picture promise from the camera spool Living life with no regrets Got a bunch of dumb ass tattoos, a few debts Who's next? Get wrecked or get decent Not them, the worst shit's the most recent Whoa, never been irrelevant, no Whoa, I'm more than what you know Whoa, I'm the king of my own home Whoa, never been irrelevant, no Whoa, I'm more than what you know Whoa, I'm the king of my own home I'm the king of my own home