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verse 1:
anyone who knows me, knows that i smoke weed/
kush by the bush, o.g by the oz/
we get amnesia and cheese by the whole tree/
weed that i bring out will stink out your whole street/
what fam? you can start bringing out your whole team/
we can even swing it over old beef/
venomous, flow dangerous like tony/
past couple years like kareem i been lowkey/
anyone who knows me, knows that i’m persian/
but not the funny type, more like the gully version/
the get money version, my breddas put the work in/
won’t leave home without the weapon on their person/
‘cos i seen the slugs start bursting and blood start squirting/
don’t wannabe victims that’s certain/
i don’t like mixing with ignorant persons/
that’s similar to slipping into a pit full of serpents/
anyone who knows me knows i’m my own man/
anything i got fam, i earned from my own hands/
alone on the road roam land like a nomad/
and no man, i won’t take sh-t from no man/
grown man, flow for them veteran road man/
who invested their own dough and now they own land/
bu these youngers done messed up the program/
‘dro so peng that they’re bent off their own grams/
every single night on a hype thing, knife fighting/
until the feds done invested in phone taps/
look, i don’t wanna make friends, don’t wanna hold hands/
alone on my own i don’t need no gang/
i represent life on the front line/
never been one that’d run from thug life/
hit ‘em wid the punchline bring it in like one time/
k!ll ‘em on the riddim like i drill ‘em with the blunt nine/
and i rep those dealing with a tough time/
living in the drug grind/
trying to get by in the tough climb/
on the rise like guncrime/
sick of life in a climate that’s unkind/
sometimes all i want is to lie in the sunshine/
with my live chick, light spliffs and unwind/
blood, i never acted like a hater/
i’m the nice guy type that says hi to neighbours/
i represent those with a real life/
‘cos i been on road and i know what it feels like/
trying to make dough when your broke and you feel hype/
alone on the road on my own but it feels right/
anyone who knows me knows that i rep road/
west london get dough from the get go/
got straps c-cked back and ain’t afraid to let go/
step, get your severed head sent home/
really it’s a bit disturbing/
i get lyrical with my syllables and fit the words in/
and in clubs we don’t queue, see my cl!ck they burst in/
it’s funny ‘cos when we come in we see your cl!ck dispersing/
flow so cold blow blizzards and whirlwinds/
lyrical magician think wizard like merlin/
i try get through to you, try tell truth to you/
i am the one like roman numerals/

chorus:
i’m alone all on my own/
that’s how i roll on the road/
don’t worry i’ll be ok/
i ain’t lonely/
i’m alone all on my own/
me versus the globe/
don’t worry i’ll be ok/
babes you know me/

verse 2:
yeah, looks like i’m back on my own again/
back on the road again/
trying to get o’s of some ‘dro to get dough again/
every two seconds on the phone again/
‘cos i ain’t feeling being broke again/
keep sh-t tight, ‘cos if breddas see an opening/
they will start closing in/
no i ain’t dope. i’m opium/
straight from the poppy flower bud when you open it/
flows are officially an opiate/
most of my life i’ve been ducking and diving/
struggling, hustling, f-ckery surviving/
a soldier, i roll on and just keep striding/
alone on my own but that’s just how i like it/
this is my life, that’s how i write it/
look through my eyelids, you might not like it/
perceptions twisted like light in your iris/
strike with preciseness/
venom with a light twist/
you never met a bredder like this/
see my rhymes are like nines on the hip/
but my nines are like rhymes on the lips/
so whenever i spit flows/
you’re gonna get your mind ripped/
plus get your spine split/
( yo revs, calm down!)
nah, f-ck it i don’t want to/
alone i will come to your road and hunt you/
always stand firm like wing-chun kung fu/
even if it means i will bleed from a gun wound/
( mehrak aroom!)
nah, f-ck it i don’t want to/
lemme tell ’em bout the weed me and mahdyar bun through/
you could bring a ton through/
that’d get bunned too/
remember that light green cheese that i brung to you/
yeah, that was wonderfull/
bruv, much love to you/
next time i re-up i will send a couple buds through/
but, let me get back to the program/
alone on my own, roam land like a nomad/
anyone who knows me, knows i’m a lone g/
what that means is that i do my dirt all by my lonelies/
boss of my own p/
n0body owns me/
trying to build something i can own in these cold streets/
misunderstood, always get funny looks/
f-ck police, ‘cos police don’t run my hood/
i run with crooks but i got my head stuck in books/
a contradiction, my diction is london hood/
but iran is where i come from, look/
into my mind, it’s twisted like labyrinth mazes/
trying to break chains and escape from my cages/
alone but feel home in several places/
life is a progression of stages/
from getting them papers, to stepping on stages/
to repping iranians, to lectures at cambridge/
i’ll always be me but with several faces/

e-road, we don’t need ‘dro, we grow/
realer than perico you bredders are some repro/
(x 4)

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